In April, thoroughly battered emotionally from my divorce, I flew to California to see some old climbing friends, Herb and Eve Laeger, and my favorite teacher, Wayne Connaway. Along the way, we saw some wonderful scenery and stuff and had a great time.
I drove down to Denver to help my nephew, Brian Payne, graduate from high school. Actually, he probably would have done better without my help...
The weather was wonderful, so one day I hiked up to the falls on the North Fork of the Blackfoot, the river that runs past my house.
In May, for some reason Land Lindberg had a birthday. I never understand why people do that.