New season same location. Newlin. It's ridiculous what I'll do for good rock. The last three weekends I've been making the weekly commute to the Wet Wet Mountains from Boulder to climb on that buttery gneiss. It's just that good. Besides the rock the ambience is unbeatable. Smells of rich mahogany and leather-bound books. Newlin still has a few things left to be done in its many nooks and crannies. One such nook yielded the new classic, "The Passion," named in honor of Easter (and Cameron and my sins). Check it out in the latest episode of Max's "The Chronicles of Newlin." Until Boulder emerges from its blanket of snow I guess I'll have to keep heading to SoCo.