For the past 3 years my parents have been renting a house in Maine for a week over the summer. I finally had the time free to come and stay with them; my close friend Max Benjamin came with us. The house is on Mount Dessert Island, which conveniently happens to have some excellent climbing on it.
On this trip I wanted to take my father climbing. In part, I owe my father for getting me into the sport: while growing up he’d hire guides every now and then (like once a year) to take us climbing. Now it was my chance to repay him and take him climbing. It was going to be a great father-son experience. Plus, I had one of my closest friends with me; perhaps he’d give it a try or at least take some great pictures.