First, Tim and I hiked Black and Schoodic mountains in Donnell Preserve, a treat we'd been wanting to check out almost since our earliest Cragsnagging days. I got up at 2am to make it happen and we were on the trail a little after 6am.
It would be Tim's final hike before the Laurel Highlands Ultra. We required unprecedented amounts of three flavors of bug dope, but the summits were worth it and the steep trails brought much joy.
|Lines, lovely lines.|
I could tell he was totally ready for the race. Even though I wasn't running it, it seemed like everyone else was. It was an exciting time.
|I already forget if these first three pics are Schoodic or Black Mountain or both...|
Second, Christopher Robinson, Sarah & Laurah came climbing with me at Otter Cliffs. We went with Atlantic Climbing School. ACS rocks! I love those guys.
|Me, happily flummoxed as usual by Otter Cliffs.|
And then Chris and I hiked the short but vertical Beehive later that day. He'd heard about it but had never hiked much of anything before. I told him I knew a way to fix that. That hike doubled as a Peace Corpse hike for Kezar, the late Chesapeake Bay Retriever. This was on June 15th and it was just about peak lupine season.
|View from partway up Beehive Trail. RIP Kezar.|
On the third weekend, I was in the Whites with Rosalea and Colin, as some of you may already have read.
|My favorite librarian enjoys some boulders near Jordan.|
|Jordan Pond. Love.|
|En route to Beech Mountain. Thank you, Glaciers!|
It ended up as a really good hike. Again I was so proud of her, this time for choosing to go ahead with the hike even though she was unsure at first of what to expect. Not that charging forth is out of character for her, but still. And I am so lucky to have a pretty wonderful Mother. It was a joy to have her as company in my house, as it were.
|Moments before hand abuse.|
|Oh gross, like you needed to see that... ;) |
Knee looked bad but wasn't, shin didn't but was was!
learned a bit about this type of injury and about how to perform one-handed first aid. Life skill!
Matt is in town, and by town, I mean MDI, so I went back up to Bar Harbor yet again on this past weekend to go hear him play at Lompoc. He'd invited me to play with him and to go climbing. Goddamnit! What a sad week of staring at the sad paw. Two of my favorite activities, so close and yet so far...! Fortunately my disappointment was obliterated by it also being a very busy, very distracted, very good week of jobshadowing with DEA, an orthopedic surgeon down on the Cape.
|More excited about the wonder thumb's innards than about the bone chips...|
|Office wall: mountaineering, Grandpa Ed, WD-40.|
|A wonderful, amazing gift from DEA's shelf. It used to belong to MGA as well. Note the $23.50 price tag. |
Actually I will probably just use this book to bludgeon the next person who asks me if I am going to be a nurse.
|Bar Island sunset.|
|Bar Harbor sunset.|
|Super view from Connor's Nubble.|