One thing that has been on Carolyn and my bucket list for several years was to climb the desert tower South Sixshooter located in Indian Creek, Utah. Indian Creek is a mecca for rock climbers wanting to test their skills (and pain threshold) on the fabled splitter cracks created by the Wingate Sandstone.
The opportunity came up at the last minute as Greg’s climbing plans in Zion fell through leaving him and Kate headed to the Moab area for the weekend. With South Sixshooter as a possible activity for the weekend Carolyn and I quickly signed on. After road biking to Dead Horse Point on Friday we made our way south out of Moab for some quick crack climbing at Donnelly Canyon. We tackled the complicated drive to the tower in the dark and luckily Greg had done it before; Carolyn and I would have been out there for hours trying to figure it out. We camped in a ditch right where the approach hike leaves the road, that is the beauty of sleeping in the vehicles, pretty much anywhere is a camping spot.
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The first day of Spring was a glorious day here in Boulder with temps near 60 degrees and brilliant blue skies. Don’t take my word for it though, the timelapse below tells the tale for me:
Fast forward a day and Old Man Winter finally showed up in the Front Range after months of prolonged absence:
I shouldn’t be surprised as this seems to happen every year, just when you finally put all the winter gear away and break out the bikes and rock climbing gear, winter comes roaring back. Oh well, our paltry snowpack could definitely use an infusion and with some wildfires already breaking out in Ft. Collins last week we definitely need the moisture!
Lazy Sunday afternoon watching the clouds roll by from the summit of Mt. Sanitas looking west at the Indian Peaks.
Enjoy, be sure to watch in HD fullscreen!
Marv was kind enough to invite me to tag along for some bald eagle stalking and photographing near Barr Lake on Saturday. We were up well before dawn to try to get out to Barr Lake not long after sunrise. In my early morning stupor I ordered a couple sausage burritos from the McDs drive-thru and asked for it “to go.” D’oh, no sh!t Sherlock, the employees were laughing, they must have thought I was an idiot, but hey, it was 5:45 a.m., give me a break!
Marv’s buddy Mike has some serious glass, that’s a 600mm, I could have some fun with that bad boy, although lugging that thing around isn’t too fun. Mike’s son Miles joined us as well and did a good job scouting birds and stomping around with me.
There was a nice buck hanging around the lake but he sauntered off pretty quickly, guess he was camera shy.
Along the shores of Barr Lake Miles and I stomped around and found a couple bald eagles. It was hard to get close enough though with my 300mm lens and we would spook them fairly quickly. The bald eagles around Boulder Rez aren’t quite as camera shy so this was a bit frustrating, guess I need a 600mm lens like Mike.