I climbed Table Rock (2462′) in Robert Louis Stevenson State Park on Saturday. Some quick thoughts:
- There are better things in life than sitting where you can look straight down into a valley and see the tiny little signs of habitation. But not many.
- When somebody is shooting somewhere below you, it’s really quite loud. And it echoes.
- First time in a while a rock has made me bleed my own blood; scraped my elbow downclimbing the Class 3 summit block. Need to practice getting down a bit more, I think.
- I am super ready to take a break from peaks with overgrown trails, as I don’t find dodging brush particularly enjoyable. (Bills Hill was the worst for this.) This was Nifty Ninety peak #86 for me, and I tagged Mt. Caroline Livermore and the south peak of Mt. St. Helena on Sunday to make 88. Still aiming to finish on my birthday….
Acrophilia 