Monday, February 9

Awesome Weekend

Hueco was sooo much fun. Even though I didn't climb much, it was still cool. It's just so beautiful down there. Really quiet and relaxing. I could have just sat there on the mountains and meditated the entire day. It truly is a special place. And the climbing most definitely is some of the best in the world. Just watching the guys do some really crazy stuff was amazing. Hanging of 60ft cliffs, falling head first, setting new routes, climbing til your finger tips and nails start bleeding, waking up in the middle of the desert with frost on your sleeping bag, great and sometimes stupid arguements with science and philosophy majors, being really sore......awesome times, really awesome times :)

I came once to sit on Cold Mountain
And lingered here for thirty years.
I divined and chose a distant place to dwell
T’ien T’ai: What more is there to say?
Monkeys cry where valley mists are cold
My grass gate blends with the colour of the crags
I pick leaves to thatch a hut among the pines
Scoop out a pond and lead a runnel from the spring
By now I am used to doing without the world
Picking ferns, I pass the years that are left.
Cold cliffs; more beautiful the deeper you enter
Yet no-one travels the road.
White clouds idle about the tall crags;
On the green peak a single monkey wails
What other companions do I need?
I grow old doing as I please.
Those face and form alter with the years
I hold fast to the pearl of the mind.
Wise men, you have cast me aside.
Fools I do the same to you.
I would be neither wise man nor fool;
From now on, let us hear no more from each other.
When night comes I sing to the bright moon;
At dawn, I dance with white clouds.
How could I still my voice and my hands
And sit stiff as a stick with my grey hair rumpled.

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