After spraining my ankle and then leaving for Australia, I felt like I missed out on the Wolvo-land action. I was looking forward to climbing there more once I returned back.
I headed out with Pinto last weekend to scope out some of the lines I didn't see the first time I visited (before my ankle betrayed me,) I was still jet lagging and didn't climb. After that visit with Pinto I was hoping to squeeze in a few problems before the road closed.
We headed back today. I was feeling like the jet lag was behind me and couldn't wait to climb. This what we encountered,
The slushy lake.
And then snow 200 ft up the road.
Looks like I might have missed the bus this year.