Our seemingly constant rain pattern was broken briefly this weekend with partly sunny weather, but rain was always a threat, at least in my mind. Muir helped on Saturday with the chimney liner and this made all the difference in getting it put in. Then he went out on his motorcycle to Cliff Drive up in Keweenaw County to camp with a couple of his friends, Travis and Jay. I hooked up the new wood stove and set the first break-in fire.
Lynn and I went up to Cliff Drive on Sunday morning and found Muir's camp at a place that climbers frequent, the Ice Falls. The day was crisp and clear with the yellows and oranges of aspen and tamarack trees brightening up the landscape. The climbers' camp site was on the top of the cliffs, directly on the basalt rock shelf. The wind was blowing faily strong up on top of the 300 foot cliffs and Muir's sleeping bag had blown off onto the ledge that we were going to rappel down to. Travis set the top rope and then I went down with Muir's self-fashioned swiss climbing harness of a piece of webbing. Then Lynn went with a bit of squealing in fear. But the view was wonderful with the sun on the autumn woods after the climb up.
Muir setting carabiners in the already drilled bolts on a pretty tough rock climbing route. Travis went after him but ended up slipping and falling about 14 feet between safety points. He reacted quickly and so no harm done!
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