What a weekend. This was supposed to be an awesome an much needed climbing weekend. It turned out to be a near end for me. I actually feel lucky I only hurt my ankle. Had Jon not grabbed ahold of me I would have tumbled of another ledge to a very rocky, very hard landing, very far below. Despite the drama, and weather stopping almost all the climbing, we all had a blast!
Apparently, it's frowned upon to pull off the highway, jump a fence, and run into a random hay field just because you see a photo or 2 you really want to make. As it happens, "I'm just chasing the light." isn't an excepted excuse for trespassing. I had no idea. (even if I vaguely remember being told a time or twenty before.)