Spent the weekend in the mountains and the clouds, again. Reinjured an ankle on a boulder field, and had another 16 miles on it which naturally felt great. Actually, it didn't feel that bad and I'm rehabbing it hard. But it was interesting for two reasons - one in which I backed out of a summit because it was way out of my comfort level with the ankle issue. Without that, I probably would have said yes. But the increased risk was too much, and I'm struggling with that. Hoping after this season and upcoming winter I'll have put in the time on snow to not end up in this situation again soon, and will just go for it.

The other is having spent a weekend outdoors with a handful of "Instafamous" people, or people with accounts in the 25k to 125k follower range, all of whom are photographers in some capacity or the other. All of whom are really nice and funny people who I would like to spend more time in camps with, and all of whom have differing physical capabilities. But oh my god did they take a lot of pictures. Made me rethink the whole "getting a camera" thing.