Silverbell Ringin'

It is hard to beat a Friday afternoon bouldering sesh. It doesn't matter much that the Silverbell Boulders leave my hands resembling the leftovers from a rabid heyena's midnight snack or that I always burn myself out on the lower boulders before getting to the hard stuff up top-- this place is great. On Friday Trevor-- a long-lost brother now living as an economic refugee in Utah --was back in town, temps were down in the low 80's or maybe even high 70's and the sun was out. One day, sooner or later, I'll get out to the Silverbell Boulders and crush all of my as-of-yet-unsent projects. Until then, though, the joy is in the process and (admittedly) in documenting the process. Stick around to the end of this video to see Dustin floating across The Rails, Silverbell's uber-classic V6-- beautiful stuff.