On approach to the class 4 entry gully, in the rain, a rockfall occurs 100 feet ahead of us, smashing into the boulders, right where we would have been 2 minutes later. A gentle spot, before any tech work, helmets in our packs. A bit of different timing and who knows...sobering. True it was raining. Spring is also a time where things fall more often, but one of those random events in life. You have to be a little lucky to get thru this world, and that goes for everyone, anywhere, anytime. Tom and I smile, the nervous smile. Ryan looks shocked. "Haven't you seen that happen before, we ask? No falling stuff stories?" "NO!!!" he says quite clearly. So we regale him with the tales of gravity, as seen from our longer and more seasoned stay on the planet.
