It was a freezing October morn, the harsh wind licking at our rosy red faces and the icy grip of old man winter scratching at our already shivering bodies. And, yippee!!! We were off rock climbing. It was great, hard and painful (well if you were Brewster anyway). I think this was one highlight of my weekend and can't wait to try it again. I'd also like to say that Jennifer was like a mountain goat and zoomed up the rock like a McLaren F1 filled with rocket fuel.
Adam