A Tyrolean Traverse is basically like a zipline set up to cross a river or the like. The one we did was a set of ropes suspended between two rocks above the rushing rapids of the Boulder Creek. We clipped our harnesses to the ropes and pulled ourselves (and our food, water, and gear) across the river. In the pictures on the left, Mike is wearing red and I'm in green.
We spent the day hanging out and taking turns climbing.
On the way home we experiences the strangest weather we've had in Boulder to date: it snowed. It wasn't the fact that it was snowing on June 24th that was so strange. It was the WAY it snowed. The snow was coming down as snowballs and splattering on windshields and the ground. By the time we made it down the canyon the streets in Boulder had flooded. After all, it had been warmer than 90 degrees F and the asphault was so hot that a lot of the snow was melted on contact. By the following day the only evidence of the 20 minute snowstorm was the debris deposited on the sides of the streets and walkways. Crazy!
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