Cottonwood Canyon, one warm day.
Jenni stands on Molly's Nipple (it is what it is), in Hurricane, a very steep and risky climb and much worse back down.
Squaw Peak, Provo: an incredible hike and climb with Mount Nebo behind.
Detour while seeking Molly's Nipple, in Hurricane, a tough and risky hike.
We found a lovely spot with a view over Provo and of Lake Utah while climbing past the "Y" to the tough peak. Jen rested on the rock.
Pretty as a Picture, another favorite above St. George.
See note below of this most exciting free rock climb, ascent from side in view. On the way down from "Y" Peak, we stop for some excitement.
It's hard to resist rock climbing opportunities such as this one. At first glance, it looked possible to scale quite easily. Second glance was a different matter and I struggled to find a route up. There appeared little place for purchase. Eventually, I found an opening in a rock which I could use to grip with a hand, thus aiding my feet on the climb. I made it to the top but then realized returning is always more difficult than ascending. A little late you might think. The foot and hand protrusions, if any, might prove difficult to find. The following conversation then took place while I had this dilemma.
"Jen? I don't know whether I will be able to climb down." No reply. "Why did you let me climb up here?"
"You're a big boy. It was your decision." Good answer.
"I need you to help me down, please."
"Of course. What do you want me to do?"
"I don't know." Nothing like a person with purpose and resolve. I proceeded to descend, getting my foot stuck in a narrow crevice. After clearing it, I continued searching for holds while Jen mentioned a piece of rock I should strive to reach with a stretched leg. By that stage, I felt an inch or two longer in the leg. Unbeknown to most if not all, I live with an imagination in my own little world--quite intimidating at times. After returning to ground, I told this secret of me and my imagination to Jenni.
"Surprise!. You think I don't know that?" Big surprise indeed.
Earlier, my imagination had begun conjuring its own 'Hillary Step' (The Everest Hillary) and this became my game and search for a handhold and foot purchase that would bring me back to safety. It worked and of course, between Jen and me, we'll always refer to that and other similar challenges by using the expression.
Fortunately, Jenni has softened somewhat, mentally, that is...I mean she's more relaxed these days. (Watch it, Jeffrey). In earlier periods, before going rock-climbing, she would always ask for the car keys, my wallet and when she was really acting tough, a note to the kids. Life has not been easy!
Telephoto from Squaw Peak highlights the impressive Provo Temple and its immaculate grounds.
Taking in the view below Turtlehead, on the way up, in Red Rock Park, Nevada.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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