Last night there was a gala event for 130 in Manhattan in honor of my upcoming retirement. A bit of good natured roasting, but a lot of delightful toasting. A beautiful sterling silver, engraved compass, from the board, so I can always find my way ... physically and metaphorically.
But the real surprise, was the metal hawk sculpture, welded from bits of old ice axes and ice screws, with the feathers scavenged from 20 pair of trashed rock shoes. Larry is a talented teacher, artist, and sometime climbing partner, who can lead vertical ice faster than most people can run down the hall.