The rock

Evidence

Six frames. The captions are doing the least they can.

A climber leading a granite crack in late afternoon light.
The crack was the right size. The climber was the right amount of quiet.
A boulderer on a steep overhang in the forest.
He did not ask how it felt. It felt like a hold.
A small figure on a sharp alpine ridge.
Breakfast was a rumor told by people still in camp.
Chalked hands gripping coarse sandstone.
Chalk. Skin. Rock. The rest is conversation.
A climber on an exposed belay ledge high on a wall.
The second will arrive when the second arrives.
A desert crag at dusk with one rope on the wall.
The day ended because the light did. Not because anyone was done.