Getting High At Night Part:8

With forecasts of shitty weather rolling in, I'd written off climbing for tonight. After seeing some of the shots a friend of mine took tonight in Boston, I couldn't stop myself. Shitty weather or not. I walked the 2 or so miles to these towers, only to realize in my haste I'd forgotten my rope to reach the ladders, which stood 25 feet above the ground. No towers for tonight. Damn.

After realizing my mistake, I decided to just settle on a middle school I'd yet to climb. Nothing special, but at least the night wasn't a complete waste.