Sella

Today was a Sella day, great cliffs with some tougher routes that wore me out. It's 8:30 and half of our group is already in bed-the mark of a day well spent. I attempted the hardest route I've ever tried today, and while I didn't quite get it I'm feeling stronger than ever. It's good to fail every now and then, if rock climbing was easy, we wouldn't fly to Spain for it.

The Face leaves us tomorrow, and the rest of the group the day after that. They will be sorely missed. I will be staying on at The Orange House an extra six days before I meet up with the wonderful Colleen, my partner in crime, in Rome. Maybe once everyone leaves I'll actually get some sleep, but I can't say I'm looking forward to it. My mid-day siestas on sunny rocks have been more than enough.

A shout out to the Mountaineer, who featured a picture of The Face, C-Dawg and I on Penon. Thanks to Vinny and the gang, and be proud to know we've represented St. Lawrence all over Costa Blanca! All roads may lead to Rome, but they stop at St. Lawrence on the way.