Hey everyone, I’ve recently posted albums on our latest adventures which I will now present to all of you.
New Mexico and Shelf Road
The state is baller (ask Paul Rosenberg if you don’t know what this means). We spent most of our time at the Enchanted Tower. The climbing was awesome, I loved it. It was pretty overhung and juggy, with big powerful moves in between holds. My type of climbing. So much so that I sent my first 5.11. I tried to get this video to play in fast forward but I don’t have the necessary software. So feel free to skip it.
Joseph sending Ooey Gooey a 5.11 at the Enchanted Tower. (also for those still trying to figure out leading, notice how I clip in)
We also got to meet some really nice people from Albuquerque, ate a bunch of pie, and checked out the cleverly named “Very Large Array”. It’s a huge radio telescope. Enjoy this video of us exploring the parabolic properties of the dishes.
We then headed North to Shelf Road, CO, another wonderful climbing destination. The climbing here was more Wes’ style though, crimpy and balancy. There were a bunch of nice climbs though, and we met a group of guys on a “man-cation”. They were pretty entertaining.
Here is the photo Album from that portion of our journey. http://cid-3ed9a50b38f67a46.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=play&resid=3ED9A50B38F67A46!282&Bpub=SDX.Photos&Bsrc=GetSharingLink
Boulder, CO
Next up was Boulder, which was absolutely fantastic. Wes has already posted about boulder more lyrically than I can, but let me just say it’s beautiful and the people we met there were wonderful. I’ll let the pictures say the rest.
But before that, a wonderful video of Wes-on-coffee. Don’t even ask about Wes-without-coffee, those are dark days.
Rifle, CO
After about a week of chilling, hiking, climbing, and partying we convinced our wonderful hostess, Kika, to join us as we traveled west to Rifle. Rifle is right next to a wonderful shotgun canyon, no more than 20 ft wide at its narrowest with steep overhanging (Limestone?) beautiful cliffs.
A video montage of Rifle’s awful (original definition – full of awe) cliffs.
Unfortunately, it was pouring when we arrived so we only got one day of climbing in, but I did learn how to drive a stick shift in a hailstorm. Luckily, Kika’s car, and her nerves, survived and the next day was legendary, as these pictures should show. I also got up my first 5.12 while at rifle. It wasn’t pretty, I took a take at every draw at least, but I made it to the top which was an exciting accomplishment for me.
Kika’s photo’s from Rifle before her camera died.
Arches National Park
Amazing. Everywhere we looked here were beautiful sandstone cliffs in the most amazing formations. It was a day of wonder.
The Grand Canyon
It’s really big. Super grand in fact. My only word of advice is “Don’t fall in.” While we were there, a guy fell for the first 300 feet. It’s a lot of scree and trees so he only broke an arm and a leg, but… just don’t do it.
The End.
That takes us to the beginning of California, which I will leave for another post as this has gotten way to long anyhow. and Wes is very hungry.
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