Beautiful Boulder on my run

The days of maniacal scouting and scrubbing boulders is clearly past. However, I have spotted some gems on my frequent trail running routes. For instance, there is this perfect finger crack just waiting to be cleaned on the Jackrabbit trail. I suspect there is no way my creaky body would be able to get off the ground, let alone climb it ... still, maybe I will come out with a brush this fall.