Last year, when I did Triplett with Walter, I didn’t imagine myself ever heading back to Owens Ridge. The trek to the wall is drudgery, taking nearly an hour (unless you’re a stealthy hiker). By the time I get to the wall, my legs are tired and I’m out of breath and I’m hot and I’m miserable. What can I say, I’m a typical lazy climber. Ideally, I’d drive up to the base of the wall, start the climb from the hood of the car and be on my way! (more…)