When ya gotta go, ya gotta go

You know how it goes, youve gotta climb, youve gotta climb. Doesn't matter whether its night or day. I've been getting serious climb urges as of late. Much to my surprise climbing isnt so accessible right now. Ive marched down to the climbing gym everyday in hopes that it would render itself climbable. No dice. So I took matters into my own hands. Whoever closed up didnt do a very good job closing the door...so climbing?...climb on. Got a quick session in, and afterword did some incognito headlamp buildering. But it presents a bigger question,

WHERE IS THE LOVE?

Fergies still out on this one, but my money is its at a frat house somewhere. Im hoping there are some more climbers here soon, and alot less red tape. I cant keep on like this, I was having visions of Rumney trips and bouldering out on clandestine boulders in swamps. Theyve reduced me to pseudo-B&E and buildering. Baller as it is, not what I had in mind. Especially when it requires calling 8 or 9 different authorities, and selling my soul to the devil just to chalk up. Hopefully some more dedicated climbers get up here soon. Country roads take me home...to the dirty jerz.