Butch calls this mountain the 747 because it looks like a 747 plane. On a clear day the rocks on the right side even look like windows. For a running break one Sunday we decided to climb it--boulder to boulder, tree to tree, sometimes on all fours. We made it about 2/3 of the way before I turned chicken, and got cold. 
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Can't wait to come back down and tackle this climb!
Soon, I hope, Bro. Soon.
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