What are we? Well, we climb. That defines us in more ways than most of us thought possible. Obsessed? No, not really, but possessed. If you can't climb, you ain't happy. It's like zen heroin...your happy place and addiction all wrapped into one.
We don't really have a place out at the local scene. None of us are natives, most not even native Oregonian...whatever that is.
Mixing Rock and Flowers
The Bouncing Barista
Her last name means "meat."
Southern Boy Transplant