Yesterday I went to Gold Wall after a series of partner bail-ures. Ha I just made that up. I got on a route I'd gotten on last year that had felt pretty hard and I felt SO good. Crazy. I wonder if it's the cross training class, or if I'm just super psyched right now. I don't know, but I'm going to go with it.
Now I'm headed to Salt Lake City to stay for a night or two before I go to Moab to
Saturday I went to a bbq and made a pie that was super good. Here is the recipe from the NYTimes. I'd never actually made a pie with a squash that wasn't from a can before (pumpkin) so I'm glad it turned out. One time Sunshine tried to make a pie from fresh pumpkin and it was SCARY! Frazier's dad tried to make us eat it, but I'm pretty sure that's because he couldn't see anymore at his old age.
I should mention I didn't use Kabocha squash, but Musquee de Provence instead. You know, for those who care. I also made the ginger butterscotch sauce to go with it and some whipped cream. If you make the sauce, halve the recipe. The pie was gone at the end of the night. I was lucky to get the last piece.
The bbq was at Ron's house in Davis, and all the sac climbers came: Rick, Denise, Shaghig and Jonathan, Larry and Nunley. It was weird to see my climbing community intersect with Davis life, but very cool.
Driving. At least it's through Nevada! I'm going through BATTLE MOUNTAIN! How cool does that sound?
And this crazy google maps version of
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Update:
check this out. It's pretty funny. Mostly this is for you Shannon.
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