Though not fully my <<climbing roots>> as titled, Idaho does hold a lot of firsts and lessons learned. First multi-pitch, first lead, first mishap, first bail, and first booty (all in climbing terms, of course haha).
The trip was a great relief from the SLC valley heat. We spent the weekend with C, S, and their 4 boys visiting and playing around on a local cliff. 4 boys…need I say more? We’re training them young, so one day they will be guides for us! All the boys, even Steve, with Collete’s (my flannel wearing cohort) motherly persuasion and example rappelled and ascended like champs. As much as we do make fun of Idaho it is a pretty rad state (primarily due to the Stosich clan).
P.S. I was on fireman, so excuse all the bum shots.