Climbing therapy

Back in June, I dusted off the 'ol harness and shoes and headed up Big Cottonwood Canyon with my sister in law Kallie and some friends to do some rock climbing.  It was therapy to get out in the great outdoors and simply climb. How soon we forget about some of the simple joys we once loved, right? 

My brother Ryan got me into climbing in high school and we would go together all the time (he even bought my harness).  He would let me drive his little white truck so I could practice stick shift.  Good times.  It was nice to be reminded of those times together and how much we enjoyed climbing.

Thanks sis for the invite.  Lets go again soon.