Mazama

Brandon worked a 72-hour shift and I didn't want to sit around for three days doing nothing sooooo.....I coerced Anne into going to Mazama with me for some climbing & camping.

 Anne, cleaning a route.

 At the newer crags, the rock was more chossy but still fun.

 Me, enjoying a slab route.

Anne, hanging at the belay of a really long 5.9.

It was 90+ degrees so we weren't crazy ambitious. We'd climb until we thought we might melt, then head to the river for a dip in the numbing water, and then go back out for some more climbing in the evening.