I don't remember this woman's name, but we shared ropes and routes that day. Here she's leading an easy, inclined finger crack that was too much fun for words. The rocks in the Ice Cream Parlor were just incredible. The desert varnish glowed blue in the sun (and turned the rope and belayer's hands black), shining beautifully against the red rock.
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