I used to be really into rock climbing, but over the past few years I've shied away from it more in favor of mountain biking and spending time doing outdoor activities where my dog can come along. For me climbing is as much about the people you climb with as the act of climbing itself. The right partners make the difference between having fun and getting frustrated, between staying safe and getting hurt - even more so than with other sports because your life is literally in the hands of your climbing partners. Since most of the people I really loved climbing with five years ago have moved away or have different priorities and schedules now, I climb less and find I need to be really intentional about getting outdoors and shredding my fingertips on real rock.
Fortunately I have this one friend who doesn't live too far away who I absolutely love climbing with and who encourages me to get outside at least a couple times a year. I've bushwhacked up mountains, navigated barefoot through talus slopes, and attempted and sent zero projects/routes while out with this guy, and I've never not had a good time.
Thank goodness for friends like Brian.
All photos taken with a Canon 5D Mark II and Canon EF 17-40mm f/4L USM, quickly processed in Lightroom.