I love heading into the backcountry with people on their last day. They're typically super motivated and it's a good thing to be around. Yesterday I was pretty wrecked from a hard day of climbing Sunday, however I thought I could rally with the good group we put together. Things were looking alright until gale force winds began screaming through the Tanks. Despite everyone's best efforts on their projects we all came up empty handed and couldn't get indoors soon enough after a full day of being sandblasted.