Full Weekend
January 29th, 2024Gymnastics meet in Phoenix followed by Hueco bouldering in El Paso. 😳
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Gymnastics meet in Phoenix followed by Hueco bouldering in El Paso. 😳
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…and I don’t mean skirting around the bottom of West, enjoying the easy-to-get-to ground level classics. A West Mountain Day is a big day. A day where there is hard manual labor, skill and sometimes bravery required to get oneself to the climb of the day, so much in fact that it can become difficult to discern the effort spent climbing from the effort spent on the approach/descent, as one is just as demanding as the other. On days like this it’s best not to do the math. Never mind that you may have just spent more time hauling heavy pads up and over and through and under boulders than you did actually climbing boulders. Never mind that the full-body work over of soreness and exhaustion might not be from the climbing, but the getting to and from the climbs. Never mind that that wide leap over the gaping pit of death with a heavy pad and flip flops may have scared the shit out of you worse than today’s highball. It’s best to never mind all that. Because the mission is the climbing, and all the rest just minor details that never make the evening’s recap of the most amazing climbing day ever.
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“Buffet Day” is a term we use to describe a day out at the boulders where one goes from boulder to boulder, sampling various climbs, sending only what one can do quickly. We’ve decided to be in sampling mode these first few trips to Hueco, trying out the new stuff, or stuff we’ve never been on. What I love about Buffet Days: there’s no “saving” oneself for the big proj. Just throw yourself at something and send now! And if the climb sucks, move on!
Today’s Buffet Day highlights:
Great day!
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Well, today was supposed to be a climbing day at Hueco. But thanks to a southwestern winter storm that decided to plant itself over El Paso for way longer than forecasted, we needed to find another adventure for the day. Sled riding anyone?
White Sands, New Mexico. Happy Winter Solstice!
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Well isn’t this one a beauty?! Best of the Best, V9 on Hueco’s West Mountain.
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Cheers to Paul’s send of a Hueco climb whose beta and rating doesn’t seem to exist anywhere on the internet. Heck yeah – sending it old school!
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Paul and I are what some might call “risk takers” when it comes to rain in the weather forecast when we want to climb. Our rule is pretty simple. Unless the forecast says 100% chance of rain, we go. We drive to the boulders. This rule has worked really well for us over the years. I can’t actually think of one instance where chance of rain has totally grounded us. Worst case, we’ll get a couple climbs in before the skies open up and dump or sprinkle. And for us, a couple climbs is always worth it.
Well, this weekend we got busted. We woke Saturday morning and drove Ivan to gymnastics, came home to pack so that we could leave by 11:30am sharp to make it to the Hueco park office by 5pm before they close for campsite checkin. I checked the forecast, not for rain but for temperature so that I could appropriately pick out a cute sending outfit to wear. 40% chance of rain on Sunday, and not until 10am. Alright. Worst case the family gives me priority and I get my two hours to warm up and send Serious Legends and then we head home. We proceed with the packing and the picking up of Ivan from gymnastics and the five and a half hour drive to Hueco.
We check in, do our campground walk to loosen up from the drive and make dinner. I read another chapter of Little House on the Prairie to the boys and we’re all tucked into the coziest accommodations on the planet (our sleeping bags) by 8pm. Right before bed I decide to check the forecast: 60% chance starting at 10am. Alright. Mama gets priority it is then.
6am the alarm goes off and I hear Paul spurt out “F@#*!” He must have been weary about the Mama-priority plan and checked the weather: 100% chance of rain in 30 minutes. And well, yep. Now the forecast was finally accurate and as we sipped our coffee it started to rain. No climbing today.
Back now in Tucson around 1pm, we all decide to rally and salvage the weekend. The kids do some house projects to barter for some video game time while Paul and I attempt to have a “similar to but not quite Hueco” climbing session on the woody. Our buddy John shows up and he and Paul head out on a stellar sunset trail run. And I have the best…woody…session…EVER.
Weekend salvaged. 👍
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