Joining the climbers’ festival party

A rock climber nears the top of a route at The Erratic cliffs at Wild Iris near Lander, Wyo., on Saturday. Hundreds of climbers participated in the International Climbers' Festival last week. (Jerry Painter photo)

A friend who was new to the International Climbers’ Festival wanted to know about the sleeping arrangements in Lander, Wyoming.

Rockin’ and rollin’ on new climbing routes

Karly LaOrange approaches the top of the first pitch of a rock climbing route at the Mortal Earth area of The Fins. The limestone formations are at the southern end of the Lost River Range west of Howe. Although it doesn't look like it, Karly is about 40 feet off the ground. (Jerry Painter photo)

I looked at the wall and chose a route named “Light My Fire.” Then I climbed a route named “Maybe I’m Amazed,” followed by “Born to be Wild.” All these rock climbing routes proved to be fun and worthy.

Talking up climbing a Cascade volcano

Naomi Painter Hoffman, of Beaverton, Ore., pauses a few dozen yards from the summit of Mount Hood in Oregon to catch her breath during a successful climb of the famous Cascade volcano in 2011. (Jerry Painter photo)

One of the positive things that came out of attending my father’s funeral last weekend was the gathering of family, many of whom I haven’t seen in years.

Feeling like an old goat

A mountain goat stands high on the cliff walls along the Palisades Creek Trail during the spring of 2017. There were goats in the same area on Saturday, but the absent-minded columnist left his camera behind. (Jerry Painter photo)

I dug through my pack Saturday looking for my camera — I knew it was in there — but couldn’t find it. There was a mountain goat sitting high on a ledge watching the hikers go by along the Palisades Creek Trail. I found my camera later that day in a bag I’d packed but left behind. Oh well.


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