lost in dogtown

Went climbing with Scott last Sunday. I use the word "climbing" rather loosely here. Mostly we were lost in the woods in Dogtown in Gloucester, bushwacking around trying to find some big boulders. Dogtown has a strange history-- its a wooded area that once was a village, abandoned with only the feral dogs left. With the trees still bare, it reminded me a bit of the woods in Evil Dead.

The guidebook, Boston Rocks, described one of the boulders as the "best boulder in Cape Ann." We eventually found it-- its a big cube covered in slopey holds with a seven foot jump-off after you top out. No Thanks. Here is a pic of Scott, mouth full of apple, in front of it.


Yeah, so we got in a single boulder problem, half of a very cold trad lead, and a lot of hiking. I'm making up for it this weekend with plenty of time in New Hampshire. Spring is here (the daffodils are up! the trees have flowered!) and its still dry. Gonna climb.