Cricket ... Cricket ...

So, not much progress on the BWCA front, I see. Where is Aaron, self-proclaimed planner extraordinaire? Perhaps it doesn't matter much; I won't be going anyhow. It probably matters to someone. Instead, I will be joining my dad on a fly-in fishing trip in the great country of Canada. Huzzah!

In other news, I climbed Mt Ogden last Friday. Pretty exciting. It only took 11 hours (round trip) of trail-less scrambling along 35 degree slopes through knee-high scrub oak. Ok, so the scrambling was only half the way up (we went a different way down) but it was painful nonetheless. And when we thought we were nearly there, the way we took back (different than the way up) dumped us out 20 blocks from our cars. Oops. Well, I guess you can't have it all.

Additionally, I would like to go to New Zealand someday. Anyone want to join me?