The world class granite called to her and she swooned.
I’m a relatively new climber. I’ve only been getting out into this specific area to climb for the last 6 years. Even in that short span of time I’ve seen the buttermilks alone transformed from a modest destination with narrow trails, limited parking spaces, and probably few enough visitors daily that you could count on one hand, to present day, hosting a hot bed of climbers packed in like sardines waiting in lines to take a chance at the classics and even a “proper” restroom to boot.
Luckily, you don’t have to venture off the main path very far for a good time. San Juan offers just about every experience a naturalist, such as yourself, could want. It boasts two National Monuments, nature watching opportunities, like wild foxes hunting wild bunnies and breaching families of whales, lush fern-filled forests the PAC NW does so well, and of course, an A+ view of the surrounding sea.
The pro list most certainly robust, but in the spirit of full disclosure: super, super tiny climbers be aware, you may need to pop free the first row of stitches on the waist strap to be able to cinch the belt down über snug, but the sternum strap almost makes up for the need.