Riding along the 118 freeway and exiting at the Topanga Canyon exit, a series of rocks rises out of nowhere like little teeth, or actually piles of poop in the middle of the desert.
During our group's decision to climb these rock towers, we missed two earthquakes that hit Los Angeles during the day. But nature did attack in other ways...during the last 15 minutes of climbing Scott was attacked by a bee and was stung on his forehead. (He's okay.)
Aside from the photos, we return with souvenirs of sore forearms, scraped hands, arms, heads (we forgot the helmet at home) and one bee sting.
Up next... a bigger pile of poop!
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