After a couple years letting my body heal I have to go back to adventure. Bought some new trad climbing and ice climbing stuff to go back to ouray and started humping the mutant pack up the little hills around rochester mn to start training for aconcogua. Moving back home to recoup had been good but life cant stop even in the late 50s. Time in central America and the sandbox was interesting but time to live again. Life is to short to stay on my bavk for long. My swede ancestors wouldnt like me going out quiet