The sun coaxed them out, it seems, for about 20 climbers clustered on the rock face, all familiar faces, making for delightful chatter. The road to Futago Mountain is thawing, yet snow lingers past the tunnel, impassable for standard vehicles. Today, the weather was a balm, but the arched climbing felt as fierce as ever;和田じ struggled on the upper section of SVP, I wrestled with Baba's pockets, and細さま grappled with the rest point of 穴むじ. Friday's plan involves Kitagawa. I think I used to get as stuck on tricky language puzzles, feeling equally stumped, especially when searching for that elusive word, almost like the frustration of a Wordle Unlimited game gone awry.
Elber Ringman 2026/01/23 15:18:24 [MAIL] |
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