Shawangunk Ridge, NY
 
I love my friends (more than I realize). The words to express the feels (in person)—and perhaps, too, the (comfortable) setting in which to convey them—don't present themselves very frequently. Nevertheless, there dwells in my heart (cultivated by Christ and under layers of phlegmatic personas) a huge vat of indescribable sappiness that's drawn to being in the company of good friends, and hence why Mr. Logistics is continually coordinating ambitious outings (but then doesn't say much during them). 

Driven no doubt by faith, I desire to be a conduit of joy, a facilitator of fellowship, even if it simply means getting all of your lovely faces to congregate for a weekend in the Gunks. Sure, we may have averted death by rockfall by just a short distance and some of you were feasted on by mosquitoes (sorry, Leah), but it's pretty clear that we weren't exactly roughing it. Though these photos may have taken a backseat in the editing queue for awhile, the sincere reflection and appreciation that they prompt were only compounded all the more in my heart. 

(In reality, I actually don't know why I like you guys (or why you like me), but I definitely prefer it that way as it means that our friendships aren't based on superficial fanfare or what we can provide for each other, but rather something deeper. Truly, thank you all for being you.) This overly sappy message will self-destruct in five seconds.

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"On the rock he dwells and makes his home, on the rocky crag and stronghold." —Job 39:28

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Yeah buddy, climb that Stupid Crack (5.12-, image right). No way, José! José? José Tejas? Now, that, I can do. Haha super fun weekend with the tenacious twelve camping and testing our climbing grit at the Gunks. This 100-foot Bunny (5.6, image left) gifted us with a sweet view just over the tree line, and with Jonny's grill strapped onto his pickup truck and steaks awaiting us at camp, it was an all in all successful outing.

Whole 30, you say?  Sign me up for this diet anytime!

Whole 30, you say?  Sign me up for this diet anytime!

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