Took my sons out for a long promised, weather delayed, proper "let's go climbing"... day.
No shortage of enthusiasm, I must say, and off we went, making the not so big 10 min.drive down to "the beach" (cragspeak). The boys carrying their lunch, and one quickdraw each.
The hike in took over an hour for a usual 10 min. walk.
Great hiking indeed, on clean, ocean washed granite the whole way, although
not very experienced w, climbing shoes, the boys are well aware of "sticky rubber". Until the rope came out, for all their years, this type of hiking is
what the boys knew of as "rockclimbing".
We finally reached "the big cliff", and the boys busted out their quickdraws, and shoes. Andrew, the eldest was sporting some "stingers" that his mom had bought for him when he was 6mths. old. This was his first time using them
After much discussion of who went first, We tied in, and A. walked up to the rock aaaaaand... honestly,no coaching!! Needless to say, I was one proud Papa!!
Will. the youngest, was all about the fun, although not technically honed on the rock, I think he gets the climbing spirit!!
We spent the afternoon goofing around,climbing, and soaking up the ocean and sun, an Eagle flew over us, not 20 ft. away!! Of course Papa missed the shot.
Later, the snacks ran out, and for any parent,that means, time to move out.
Our friend Abbey showed up and we took the high route back.
I stopped at a "puddle" and took this shot.
Back on the road, we stopped by our climber friends, Jason and Nola's house.All, and all, a great day out with the boys.
Later, after supper, Papa went ten minutes in the Other direction, and had some
tr-solo time, and smiled as I looked back down at where we spent the day.

... and I thought, hmmm... I'm thinking this day was worthy of my first trip report at the taco stand.

Anyway, really wanted to share I guess, can't help the gushing parental thing,
Thanks for listening!
A.