how often can i say i love idaho

before it becomes redundant?


it hit 40 degrees, technically above freezing, so we climbed in idaho.
castle rocks.
how i love thee. (invoking words like thee: it is love)


the first multi-pitch of the season, my rope handling is a bit rusty. good thing mr. k is a talented climber, and the fall was a few hundred feet. i'm confident i could catch him sometime before he landed in the junipers below.




i love idaho climbing. the gym as softened my once calloused hands, and the granite tore through the soft backsides of them.
but, standing on top, looking over the endless valleys, and the sun, turns a little pain into a moment of perfection.


i've traveled through the entirety of the state, and idaho is simply amazing.
i could picture myself as a frontier woman,
or rancher, living in those wide open spaces.

i could have cows.

for now, i will just climb, and be in love, and leave the hardships to the cowboys.