The last couple years I’ve been saying “This is it. This is the year I start climbing 12a.”
Yet one thing after another kept getting in the way of my climbing goals. Work, time, travel, excuses and excuses. It really mainly came down to not being able to balance work, life and finances to allow for enough climbing time.
2015 was a completed write off due to the Woods Canada Dream Job gig. Which was amazing of course, but I spent maybe 15 days total, climbing that year.
I have learned that those who love cats. LOVE cats. Every time I’ve travelled to third world or second world countries I have never seen a cat. They just don’t seem to survive in the places where more people and animals need to fend for themselves to eat and live another day. Cats are kind of a rich people sort of luxury.
Due to the fatigues of traveling the day before I ended up sleeping in until 09:00hrs. Like a child on Christmas morning I couldn’t wait to open up the tent and soak in my surroundings. I had only seen photos of the limestone Spires of Potrero Chico and there’s nothing more magical that waking up in a totally foreign geographical location. Continue reading →