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Are you feeling like a garbage human slogging through the deep swampy mud of life, fighting the perpetual downwards gravity that’s trying to suck you into a black hole of uncertainty like the jaws of a universal alligator and unsure what’s on the other side of this uncomfortable but beautiful timespace tube? Sparta understands, so she made this music video for you. Turn your music on and swipe through this limited time exclusive injection of positivity into your brain. Music by Kota the friend.

Are you feeling like a garbage human slogging through the deep swampy mud of life, fighting the perpetual downwards gravity that’s trying to suck you into a black hole of uncertainty like the jaws of a universal alligator and unsure what’s on the other side of this uncomfortable but beautiful timespace tube? Sparta understands, so she made this music video for you. Turn your music on and swipe through this limited time exclusive injection of positivity into your brain. Music by Kota the friend.

Are you feeling like a garbage human slogging through the deep swampy mud of life, fighting the perpetual downwards gravity that’s trying to suck you into a black hole of uncertainty like the jaws of a universal alligator and unsure what’s on the other side of this uncomfortable but beautiful timespace tube? Sparta understands, so she made this music video for you. Turn your music on and swipe through this limited time exclusive injection of positivity into your brain. Music by Kota the friend.

Are you feeling like a garbage human slogging through the deep swampy mud of life, fighting the perpetual downwards gravity that’s trying to suck you into a black hole of uncertainty like the jaws of a universal alligator and unsure what’s on the other side of this uncomfortable but beautiful timespace tube? Sparta understands, so she made this music video for you. Turn your music on and swipe through this limited time exclusive injection of positivity into your brain. Music by Kota the friend.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Tasmania • Feb 2020. No service, no showers, no problems. Alex picked me up at the tiny Hobart airport and we climbed the same evening as per usual. Just a couple of weeks nonstop climbing, taking pictures of echidnas, and snoring next to my Australian boyfriend. The ocean re-painted itself in perpetual change over and over and over again, but I couldn’t be too bothered to read into it beyond it’s visceral beauty and laugh whenever it would vomit up a seal. We got our van stuck in a wombat hole, Alex did most of the heavy lifting, I fell a lot, and our friend @andrewserack was sweet enough to take some amazing photos. I wasn’t in a hurry to come back, but I had a plane ticket and a house and a dog so I guess I had to. I like kissing girls more anyway.

Here’s a photo of a supermodel voting on the super-duper-accessible vote by mail layout I created to accommodate most eyeballs, brains, and 19 different languages with amazing IDEOers. Turns out ballots are insanely complicated and difficult things to design for. Beauty is sometimes buried deeply into function... Do I know anyone that used one?

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Red Rocks, NV, November 2019 • It’s funny how quickly our lives can turn a given direction while the rocks sit around us and stare. And here I sat, looking like a mix of caveman and Calvin and Hobbes, considering our upcoming vampire schedule. Wondering if 4:15 was early enough, or if we’d have to go for 4:00. I woke up at 3:58, before the alarms. We swam up the rocks with the morning birds, flowing through shortening days that I knew were ripe for teaching. I climbed a rope length without narration, just me and rock and rope and not much gear. Ecstasy. Living through a dream, eyes wide open. When I arrived back home, life slapped me across the face. Kali found me again. I had felt her coming, top toeing about the serenity of those days. It’s why I woke up with a racing heart at 3:58 that morning. And no matter how keen our intuition, or how much our wisdom has taught us not to flinch, we can’t protect ourselves from living. After divinity, we’ll always have to wash the sheets. Anyway, here are some photos of rock climbing.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Needles, CA October 2019. First climbing trip to the Sequoias, falling off of hard granite onto tiny gear with jet fighters screaming overhead. No service for days, finding the local water pipe, romping across runout summits after pondering aloud about loving intentions with tiny tears recognizing the incredibly beautiful, dark and joyful journey of living. Chilly winds and cool evenings made extra cool by forgetting my sleeping bag, and wrapping our new friend Tully up in her dad’s sweatshirt at sunset. Painting our way across the canvas of the rock with our little fingers and toes.

Monie getting existential after staying in and watching Roma last night

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Bye bye summer 🥺 Some tuolomne days this year.

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

Labor Day FFA (first floatie ascent) of Merriam peak

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

DREAM (dogs rule everything around me)

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Squamish is a magical fairy land of rock where you live a 10 minute bike ride from perfect rock, the sun doesn’t set and your feet don’t slip. #raptors #rentalproperty #movingday

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Some more spring in the Valley from the other weekend. Always an interesting feeling trying to decide when the rope should come on...

Nothing beats a partner stoked to make the most of a weekend, much less climb after a day of work in the bay - humming through hours and hours of California traffic. It’s liberating to move blind to the ground falling hundreds of feet beneath your own, placing gear when you know you should and pulling the finishing crux in the little bubble of your own light, smiling through the pure joy of your inner 5 year old.#coolstorybro #friendshipbracelets #runonsentences