There is very little snow for skiing this year (2017/18), so Betsy and I headed back to Red Rocks in Nevada to climb with our daughter Belyn and her boyfriend Brian. We lucked out on the flight because it was blowing like hell in the morning and then calm for a short period while we flew in (to North Las Vegas airport), then the wind completely changed direction and started blowing like hell (i.e. 30 knot gusts) the other way. I was practically blown over walking out of the restaurant that night and I had to give gratitude to the weather gods that I wasn’t up there trying to land in it. (A long time ago I tried to land in Henderson NV in a 25 knot crosswind and almost took out a runway light before heading over to North Las Vegas where they have more runways to choose from).
Brian didn’t let on, but he and Belyn climbed a pretty hard route next to ours in order to get some photos of Bets and I climbing. Well – we have never had these kind of photos of us climbing. Ever. Thank you Brian.