Scored a campsite in Rock Creek en route to Tuolumne! And what’s more – it had just rained when we arrived. Now, this may not be exciting to most. But for us, pure heaven. “Mama! Walk through the grass! You can feel the wetness on your toes!” were Ivan’s exact words after he stepped out of the van and ran around.
First and foremost, all of our trips are stellar…for the record. But this one for sure is bound to be a little more special than most, as I’ve been suffering from a bit of cabin fever lately. Within the last couple month we’ve had fun plans shut down multiple times, keeping us homebound. First, our Pittsburgh climber buddies had to bail on a rendezvous with us here out west. Then we had a trip to the north rim of the Grand Canyon canceled due to forest closure because of fire danger (which also shutdown all northern AZ options). Next we had to turn back on a trip to Hueco Tanks because of apocalyptic rainfall and flooding. And, we’ve bailed on Mt. Lemmon camping & climbing quite a few times because it was just too dang hot! On top of all that the “work from home” mandate still persists, which I am not at all a fan of. Our desert adobe with pool and personal climbing gym is sweet and all (don’t get me wrong here!) but I need to get out of this place before I go crazy!!! Time to bust this joint!