Sunday at RRG. Long weekend driving Friday and leaving at 5 Sunday... 😳but we got a few climbs in on Sunday! Pics from PMRP Gold Coast and Solar Collector. I got to experience slab (On the Prowl)and sharp jugs at the Decline of Western Civilization and a confusing 7-11.
I led “7-11” but couldn’t get to final anchor, just got the 4 bolts. Ayesha finished the anchor. 😁
This morning on my morning walk I was thinking about rocks and thinking about autumn and thinking about the earth. I found a cute little Petoskey stone and picked it up, rolling it over in my hand as I continued on along the Lake. As I walked I breathed deep, full breaths, listening to the water. This is my meditation. Walking the shore, quieting the outside world, holding ancient stones in my hands. As I held that Petoskey stone, all I could think about was story, and the fact that these little fossils tell the tale of a time hundreds of millions of years ago when what is now Michigan looked quite different. What other smaller stories are contained in these tiny fragments? What waterways have these rocks ambled through? Who was the first human to touch this shoreline, this stone? The story that these bits of earth contain is a history that began far before we did, with stories recorded by the Earth herself, far before humans were here to write them down. That fascinates me to no end, it's why I can't help but bend over and pick up little bits of chert and granite and calcite. As I hold them I think of all that was before us, all that will come after; about the story we are creating right now. What will be the narrative the Earth tells after we all are gone?