The break ended and Luke and I both headed back to the real world of working our nine to five jobs. Instead of adventuring whenever we wanted, we were back to heading out only on the weekends. After a tortuous week of work (not really just a normal week, but those first weeks back after vacation are always the hardest) we headed out to Red Rock to get some climbs in. It was a relatively quiet day, because there was a storm coming in about noon. We left early in hopes of beating the storm, because what is a weekend without being able to climb. Luke had picked out a new crag that we hadn't been to before because he wanted to try a 5.9 on trad. I wasn't particularly feeling well, my throat was hurting and my neck, and I didn't feel much like climbing. Luckily for me, Luke's climbing partner came with us. So while they were climbing, I was free to roam around and take pictures. I think I ended up with some great shots of Red Rock, as well as of Luke climbing. ...