We trucked North this weekend in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and found ourselves at the Holy Boulders in Southern Illinois. Turns out it was wet. We had a pretty epic day Saturday. It was a lot of drying boulders, slipping, and getting pissed.
It was nice though to spend time enjoying simple movement on easier climbs, to enjoy climbing for climbing's sake rather than for difficulty. I took some pictures as well but there is only 1 worth posting. Here's Nate Drolet climbing a beautiful v5 face (I don't know the name):