The Tower from camp
Bax "lone ranger" Max wanders on...
Michael climbing on mother goose wall
Mary doing her first clean- it's really scary to untie yourself up there
Goonie is wondering what she is up to
I'm about to head up the tower on a 5.11, the hardest climb we've tried so far
Goonie taking himself for a walk
A dog's eye view- that's little Emilie on the top
It was a really fun climb, definitely challenging, but very rewarding too.
Mary on top of the tower
She survived, and apparently is rather excited
Michael on his way up
Michael on his way down
I got to go up one more time to get all our gear back, I was pretty darn tired by the end
On the way down- I was trying to be cool like Michael, but didn't quite have the courage to flip all the way upside down.
Goonie being a cutie-pie
On a climb called ooey-gooey, it was hard to hang on because it was so overhung
Back at camp
Thankfully no honks awoke us, and after a long discussion with Vicki about...well just about everything the next morning, we were headed towards white sands.
Mary doing her first clean- it's really scary to untie yourself up thereGoonie is wondering what she is up toI'm about to head up the tower on a 5.11, the hardest climb we've tried so farGoonie taking himself for a walkA dog's eye view- that's little Emilie on the topIt was a really fun climb, definitely challenging, but very rewarding too.
Mary on top of the tower
She survived, and apparently is rather excitedMichael on his way up
Michael on his way down
I got to go up one more time to get all our gear back, I was pretty darn tired by the end 
On the way down- I was trying to be cool like Michael, but didn't quite have the courage to flip all the way upside down.
Goonie being a cutie-pie
On a climb called ooey-gooey, it was hard to hang on because it was so overhungBack at campAfter 3 hard days of climbing we decided to move on. Our decision was made even easier to when we woke up on the 4th day and it was barely over 30 degrees. Mary's poor hands nearly fell off taking down her tent.
We headed back into Socorro for some library time and spent the night in Box Canyon again. This time we were not the only campers. There was another very friendly talkative older lady named Vicki who was camping out of her van with her 12 year old dog. She told us that she would keep an eye out for any problems, and if she saw anything she would honk the horn 3 times, if it was once, she just bumped it.
Thankfully no honks awoke us, and after a long discussion with Vicki about...well just about everything the next morning, we were headed towards white sands.
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Any more pics of Crouching Mary? : ) Looks like you guys had a great time!
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