Find rock. Will climb.

Another sunny Sunday and we had a hankerin' for some climbin'. Only problem is that the rock climbin' we like to do is a pretty good drive from Beaverton. Not at all helping with the whole, saving-gas-money-so-we-can-make-it-to-New-Mexico situation.

I had heard some people at work talking about this pretty cool crag in.... oh, sorry, can't tell you where it is, certain people at work might slash my tires. Anyway, it's about 20 minutes from our place and we met our friend Erin at the "really cool crag" on Sunday afternoon to put up some climbs.

This is Erin sending the bottom of a really difficult route.  Thanks to my FLAs (freakishly long arms), we didn't have to lead it and I just reached around the rock and put up two more draws for a second anchor.
B about halfway up.  Check out his most excellent heel hook and his impressive guns.
Me, on belay in the sun.  I am a teensy bit sunburned and man, does it feel good!

Oh, did I forget to mention that this rock is down by the tracks?