Enchant(ment)ed

If you get right down to it, I don't write much here. When I do, it's usually navel-gazing or bragging about my kids. I can't imagine why you bother to check in, but I'm so glad you do. I would promise to make it worth your while, but I know myself better than that... so instead, I promise to give you approximately the same level of neglect you've come to expect here.

You're welcome. ;)


Awright, awright... I'm just kidding. Sorta. So, for today's attempt at keeping the cobwebs at bay, here are photos from my past weekend climbing in the Enchantments, a range within the Cascade Mountains of Washington. We packed in from the trailhead to Colchuk Lake, loaded for a two-night stay. The next morning, we climbed Colchuk Glacier, then summited Dragontail Peak, rappelled down the backside, and dropped into the Enchantments before descending by way of Aasgard Pass back down to the lake itself. We spent another night, the night of Solstice BTW, and then packed out the following day after day-tripping some of the other climb-ables in the area.

Here's a view of the lake from part-way up the glacier:





Members of our expedition preparing to don crampons: (*heh* I said "crampons")





A scene from the backside of Dragontail:





Here's Mt. Rainier, all shy and hiding its head in the clouds:




A look at Prusick Peak from atop Dragontail:




You guys, seriously. It's so amazing to be out there. It is what keeps me sane, as sane as this is... which is dubious at times. I can't really speak of what I experience out there because it leaves me speechless. But it's wonderful. It's healing. It's almost spiritual. I don't know, but I'm addicted. We're climbing Rainier on the 19th (if I don't die from training before then).

Photos. Because I can.

Here ya go, then. Pictorial illustration of meteorological fact: It snowed yesterday behind my house. ON JUNE 10.



WHATever.





Next, we turn to photos of trophies, and the young men at our house who receive them:




(Although, I note for the record that these trophies are junk compared to the awesome ones that The Q and her Hubs have made for the teams in years past. My league has evidently given up on free-market concepts, insisting that all awards be ordered through the store THEY use. Sheesh.)




Finally, a portrait of happiness, as interpreted by Brizzy:



Because all dogs should get to go camping.

Stolen from Heather! Anne!

You Are a Blue Crayon

Your world is colored in calm, understated, deep colors. You are a loyal person, and the truest friend anyone could hope to find. On the inside, you tend to be emotional and even a bit moody. However, you know that people depend on you. So you put on a strong front. Your color wheel opposite is orange. Orange people may be opinionated, but you feel they lack the depth to truly understand what they're saying.

What Color Crayon Are You?