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Local Zones 101: Zahnd

Niko looks at the ultra-classic V8 Harvest Moon. This problem is worth the drive itself.

Niko looks at the ultra-classic V8 Harvest Moon. This problem is worth the drive itself.

Zahnd is an area that we had heard of in passing. Normally, when one hears of a place with boulders (assuming that person enjoys climbing on them), it causes an immediate increase in blood pressure. However, when Zahnd was first mentioned, it was during our first week in Chattanooga, and we’d already left projects behind in five other nearby zones. Adding to our list of places to check out didn’t seem like a high priority at the time.

A few days later, we were taking a rest day at Mean Mug Coffeehouse when I overheard the barista say “Zahnd.” Niko and I immediately went up to the register and got the lowdown from a very psyched Sam. That weekend, Niko and I decided to hike around Zahnd and see what all the fuss was about. I’m glad we did.

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Local Zones 101: Hospital Boulders

Cody Roney grapples with a southern topout while Spenser provides the southern spot.

Cody Roney grapples with a southern topout while Spenser provides the southern spot.

Big news! My ass is better, and I can climb again. All it took was a trip to the Hospital…boulders, that is. They’re in northern Alabama, by the town of Gadsden, a short hop down the freeway from HP40. The stone is good, with a handful of very fun problems in every grade and projects galore. The best part is that we own it. Let me explain… Read more…

How to Climb in Squamish

Marissa Land proving that meat wraps aren't just for dudes.

Marissa Land proving that meat wraps aren’t just for dudes.

When people come to Squamish for summer bouldering (and many, many people do), they often get bouted by climbs that, numerically speaking, are well within their abilities. I experienced it, and I think most people have the same feeling to some extent or another. People blame poor feet, cryptic granite, painful crystals, and humid conditions, but the real story here is that the climbing in Squamish is Yosemite-style technical, and quite varied; it requires a break-in period of several sessions. Read more…

Summer Lovin’ – Slug Style

At first, the two slugs seemed to just be hanging out on a tree, one following the other. Slowly but surely, the spotted slug started turning around towards the unicolored one forming a "P" shape.

At first, the two slugs seemed to just be hanging out on a tree, one following the other. Slowly but surely, the spotted slug started turning around towards the unicolored one forming a “P” shape.

Last night, as Spenser was walking back from the toilet to our trailer, a pair of inconspicuous slugs caught his eye. As we sat mesmerized, we were not prepared for the other-wordly experience we were in for… This further confirms our supposition that Squamish is undoubtedly a magical forest.

Enjoy the weirdness of nature- you just can’t make this sh*t up! 🙂

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New Bouldering in the Bay??

The Dogpatch!

The Dogpatch!

We love going to popular climbing destinations, but we also love to explore new areas. That’s why I was really psyched to return to the Bay Area and hear about a new crag called Dogpatch. I’ve already checked out most of the climbing that the Bay has to offer, so getting an opportunity to take a look at a new area was too sweet to pass up.

We got some directions from our friend and local climber Lauryn Claassen and headed over to San Francisco. Our other good friend Jeremy Ho, who also makes frequent RV Project appearances, was there to meet us.

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You Can’t Go Home Again

Firstly, sorry for the dearth of climbing updates. We’ve been in the Bay Area now for two weeks, and haven’t touched rock in that time. I’ve been focused on the newest video project, which will hopefully be completed in the next two weeks (I say that, but when has an estimate like that ever been accurate??). I’m also trying my hardest to get strong in the gym. Vikki is still nursing her poor finger, which as of now is still swollen. She hasn’t begun climbing again yet, but will be hopefully working her way back into it before the end of the month.

Running a lap on Heavy Traffic, one of my alltime favorites.

Running a lap on Heavy Traffic, one of my alltime favorites.

Briefly, I’d like to wrap up Santa Barbara, and mention that anyone in California looking for a climbing weekend could do a lot worse than heading to this sandstone paradise. When we were college students (I graduated in 2007), it was our beloved chosspile, and places like Bishop were meccas. Now, I see Santa Barbara as my climbing “home,” where I first experienced “pump” and “flappers” and broken holds. I climbed my first V1-8 there.

The place has changed, though, and I might argue for the better. The first and foremost change is the introduction of a real climbing gym, the Santa Barbara Rock Gym. It’s in the heart of SB, right on State Street, and it finally provides a community space for climbers. Before, we had some poor excuses for climbing walls: The UCSB rec center, Goleta Valley Athletic Club’s outdoor wall, and a smattering of exclusive woodies. The disparate climbing venues actually promoted the formation of insular cliques. Information was hard to come by. But we also didn’t really know any better.

Now, it’s easy to rub shoulders with the guys who are going out and developing new areas. You can walk in to the SB Rock Gym and get the beta for any area, and any new climbs that haven’t even been added to Mountain Project yet. And there is still some fine rock to find! For example, Tyler took me out to Potter’s Point, where I had never been. There are some amazing lines there, both boulder and sport, on some of the better rock I’ve seen in the area. I apologize, but I have no photos. That said, the video below shows a handful of great SB climbs, and the first one, Debra, is found at Potter’s.

I’m pretty psyched with how Santa Barbara’s climbing community is shaping up. Easy access, scenic vistas, good weather year-round, great Mexican food, and nearby surfing make SB a great place to visit, and a great place to live. Also, Ocean’s 11 is my favorite guidebook of all time. If you go, let me know and I can put you in touch with the proper folks.

So Santa Barbara has changed in the last 6 years, and it always will. Wildfires are common; they reshape trails and the temporary barrenness allows for new discovery. Holds break and the climbs change. Areas get discovered and forgotten about. But the magic of an oceanside paradise remains. Santa Barbara is an amazing place, and one that I’ll always think of, in some small way, as home.

Not the best photo, but you get the idea. Sunsets at the boulders are nearly always spectacular.

Not the best photo, but you get the idea. Sunsets at the boulders are nearly always spectacular.

The Essential Guide to Joe’s Valley Living

Having spent over two weeks in Joe’s Valley, and also having gotten the low-down from friends who have previously been here, we have gained insight above and beyond the Insightful Guide. If you are planning your first trip there, or even if you have been before, read on for some useful information you might not have thought of. It may be getting a little chilly/snowy there soon, but bookmark this post for Spring/Fall 2013, and feel free to ask questions or make additions in the comments.

Hike a little bit further and you might find a new boulder! Spenser high above New Joe’s and Orangeville.


One of the most important amenities on any climbing trip is firewood. In Joe’s, there are three options.

The first option is to gather. PLEASE DON’T. Plants don’t grow very quickly in the desert, and what’s dead and on the ground is an important part of the ecosystem. The areas near popular campgrounds are picked through anyway, which means you’ll be tempted to hack into a huge log that’s being used as a bench, or something like that.

The second option is to buy it for the standard $6 per box at Food Ranch or another store. Good wood, bad price.

The third option: there are many trailers along the roads that are stacked with firewood, usually with a sign listing a phone number. Our favorite firewood source is also the closest to the camping. For $10, we filled the back of Bert, more than enough for several nights. The best part is that it comes from a family-run sawmill, and if people don’t take the scrap, it’s just a big flammable pile in their yard. I don’t want to blow up the spot, so I’ll leave it to you to find on your own. I promise it’s not hard to find.


You are reading a climbing blog, hence you know how important the morning glory is to the rest of the climbing day. The Food Ranch has clean bathrooms, but it’s also about a gallon of gas to make the round trip into town. There are two options near your camping: either 2 miles up Left Fork or a mile and a half up Right Fork, you’ll find a pair of port-o-potties. They’re put there by the Salt Lake Climbers Association, and are kept quite nice. Please donate to help keep Joe’s Valley poo-free.


You’re probably on a budget. The Food Ranch is the most popular (and closest) spot, but it’s also pretty expensive. I like to patronize them anyway, as they are very friendly towards climbers, but if you eat at the Food Ranch regularly you’ll likely be heavier and poorer than you meant to be.

Still, there is Food Ranch beta: Donuts go on sale in the afternoons, around 4 or 5. Get a dozen then (but the Butterfinger and Oreo donuts will almost certainly be sold out by then). Lunch items like pizza and such also go on ½ price sale, so if it’s a rest day, just wait out the lunch rush for cheaper food.

For big grocery runs, Stewart’s is the place. It’s a few miles further but worth the drive. Produce is reasonable (they even had kale) and there’s plenty of selection of other items.

There is no gluten-free bread in this vicinity, as far as we can tell, but they do have GF pasta and such.

Now, if you’ve a little more cash in your pocket, check out Dale’s Meats in Huntington. Operated by Gordon Ungermann, this non-descript little garage can be hard to find, but it’s worth seeking out. He pulls out a big hunk of meat from the freezer, you say how thick you want it, and he slices it off right there. It ends up being something like $7 per pound, and they’re the best steaks we’ve had on this trip, hands down. If you’re lucky, you can snag some jerky too. It depends on what he’s got in stock. He can be found at 142 East and 300 North in Huntington. Call first to make sure he’s there: 435.687.2276.

As far as eating out goes, there’s pizza and there’s pizza. Oh, and there’s a sweet BBQ spot run by a nice lady named Kellie on Main street in Orangeville. She’s open for lunch and dinner unless herself or her kids are sick. The brisket is gooood.


This is basically to say, don’t worry about it. It’s free and it’s everywhere…if you pull up on a crowded Saturday, either crash with someone or just drive a little further. There are no demarcated sites or anything, so if you can find some space, you’re in luck. Just be considerate if you’re crashing someone’s fire. Offer whiskey, something to smoke, or firewood. If you’ve got nothing, then either be funny or be quiet. </etiquette screed>

The Locals

As climbers, we aren’t too different from the usual people who live in and visit Emery County. Bouldering is one of the many outdoor activities that people partake in, and we tend to all get along pretty well. There is a huge network of 4×4 roads in the area, plenty of horseback riding, hunting (and poaching), and RVing, which is sort of an outdoor activity, I guess. On an unrelated note, we still are happy to be rid of the giant trailer.

The result is that the roads are well-maintained, the townsfolk don’t give you particularly dirty looks if you’re a climber, and people care more about the weather than anything else.

It should be noted, however, that climbing has by far the biggest draw in terms of out-of-towners. That means more money coming into town from out of state and even out of country. They treat their climbers well. The Food Ranch is littered with signs saying “We Love Our Climbers.” I even met the County Commissioner James “JR” Nelson, who gave me his card and told me to call with any request for help. “If your car breaks down on a Sunday and nothing’s open, call me,” he said.

Of course, this is also Mormon country, as you probably know. Go easy on the Mitt jokes and things should be alright.


This is tricky. Utah is a 3.2% state, so anything you buy in the grocery store will be like having sex in a canoe (i.e., fuckin’ near water). For real beer, wine, and hard liquor, you’ll need to visit a State Liquor Agency. There’s one in Castledale, but you must time your visits properly: it’s open 12-7, Tuesday-Saturday. Selection isn’t great, but there is a double IPA that weighs in at 9%.

I’m not sure about open containers or other laws, but generally the canyons are pretty safe from law enforcement.


As far as we could determine, they don’t.

Rest Days

There are 4WD roads EVERYWHERE. This is a very popular hunting/fishing area, and if you’ve got some time you should grab one of the OHV roadmaps that are pretty much everywhere and go exploring. There’s a network of roads that we didn’t get a chance to check out that will take you to the very top of the mesa above the confluence of Left Fork and Right Fork.

Further out, there’s the San Rafael Swell, with some of the finest landscape in the country. The best part is there won’t be throngs of tourists. Ask around for directions, just about anyone in town will be able to direct you to the Wedge AKA Little Grand Canyon

Triassic is another cool, trippy moonscape, with some very fun looking boulders. If Joe’s gets too cold, drive 45 minutes down the road.


TNT: A Perfect Rest (Sun)Day in Fort Collins

Since Spenser and I are on a budget, we have rarely been patrons of the local breweries or restaurants, even though Fort Collins is full of them. Then, Zack Macfarlane said he was coming for a visit. We were psyched. This gave us a reason to explore FoCo in a way we haven’t yet.

Zack loves booze, broads, and beers. Yes, I know the booze includes beer. It was for emphasis. And, okay, Zack was also here for some climbing. Lucky enough, Fort Collins has all of the above to offer.

We picked him up at the Denver Airport bright and early Saturday morning and headed straight for Guanella Pass, after a quick pit-stop at a local breakfast joint. Zack ate biscuits and gravy with a side of chicken fried steak, Spenser a carnitas benedict, and I polished off a plate of gluten-free Johnny cakes. Needless to say, it was not going to be a serious climbing day, but it was going to be a blast! Guanella Pass provided us an excellent try-hard-enough day, so we decided to take a rest day and give Zack a tour of Fort Collins on Sunday.

Chipmunk alert! This lil’ guy felt WAY too comfortable getting all up in our business. READ: please stop feeding them when you are out bouldering!! Although he was entertaining for a bit, his persistence became annoying very quickly.

Another love of Zack’s that Spenser and I both share is ribs. We have had infamous feasts of homemade chai-spiced (oh yea, that’s right) ribs back home in the Bay Area. Sometimes we yearn for those nights. After working up an appetite climbing, we stopped by Smokin’ Yard BBQ on our way through Idaho Springs. Spenser’s face probably gives it away (see picture below), but it was amazing, fall-of-the-bone good. They also have a variety of sauces for you to choose from, none of which are spicy enough for our liking, but we enjoyed every bite of rib nonetheless. Tip if you are in the area: they have all-you-can-eat rib Mondays. We will have to return! With full bellies, we made the hour drive back home, eagerly awaiting our beds…

Ribs. A necessity. We couldn’t find the time between bites to pose for a better picture. ‘Nuff said.

On to our Sunday FunDay! The Tour de Fat was on the Saturday, but we decided not to try to venture back into Fort Collins for fear of getting stuck in some severe traffic. Instead, we had our our Tour de Fort Collins on Sunday.

Colorado is a biking state. Everyone owns a bike. We don’t, but we were able to rent them at the Fort Collins Bike Library. You can make a reservation online and for a $10 donation, you ride away with a bike, lock, and helmet (if you so choose) for a day or longer. Of note, multiple breweries are closed on Sundays, so although we couldn’t go to every brewery in the area, we certainly made the most of it.

First stop after grabbing our bikes. The Waffle Lab and Pateros Creek beers. Brunch of champions.

The Waffle Lab is the best food cart I’ve ever been to. They serve delicious, fresh liege waffles, either full of gluten or gluten-free, with an assortment of toppings to choose from. It was the most difficult decision of the day, but there were no losers. Spenser picked the Maple-Bacon Bliss, Zack went with the special of the day, an omelette on top of the waffle, while I followed my gut to the The Big Capr-easy. If you are in the area, you MUST go, but be aware they are closed on Mondays and Tuesdays (we have made that unfortunate mistake in the past). They were even kind enough to offer cooking my gluten-free waffle on a fresh pan, two thumbs up!

3 full pints at Pateros.

Brewery #1 on our Tour was the Pateros Creek Brewing Company, conveniently located in the same parking lot that The Waffle Lab resides in. They brew the best gluten-free beer I have yet to taste, it’s full of flavor and doesn’t taste like wee. I made the boys stay for 2 pints since I knew I had no guarantee of finding any gluten-free beer later.

Feeling pretty toasty after 2 pints, we rode on to Equinox Brewing of Fort Collins. Sadly, nothing gluten-free for me to drink…well, except for some amazing homemade root beer, but plenty of libations for the men. If you like IPAs, come here. Spenser and Zack shared two sample racks and we enjoyed the shuffleboard they have in the back. They also have a nice outdoor patio, perfect for this time of year.

Just so y’all know, I beat Spenser at shuffleboard. And not only because he was too focused on other things…

To Funkwerks we go! Riding the streets of Old Town Fort Collins. We heard through the grapevine that they don’t give BUIs around these parts…does anyone know if this is actually true?

Funkwerks rocks.

….and not just because they let babies drink. JUST KIDDING. But seriously…check out the thirsty mama!

Although again they offer nothing gluten-free that is alcoholic, they do have tasty Italian sodas that quenched my thirst. This was Spenser’s favorite brewery, but I’ll let him explain:

You know when you go in to the beer aisle and there are all those Belgian beers that are 10%, $10, and corked? And maybe you think, damn, I’d sure love to try this beer, but it’s too much to commit to. I’m a giant whimpering sissypuss and I can’t commit. I’ve never had these thoughts, but I have thought that it would be sweet to go to one of those breweries and try all the different super-strong, really floral trappist-style ales. Funkwerks is the place. All beers are different, all are strong, and all are very Belgian. For me, the highlight of the tour.

Round 1 at the ‘Werks.

The last bar of the evening is also the oldest one in Fort Collins, the Town Pump.

Somehow we got ourselves up at 6am on Monday morning and headed to RMNP. Zack needed to see the Park before he left that evening. We arrived at the Bear Lake parking lot around 8am and promptly went back to bed, with Spenser and I in the cab and Zack taking over the back of the truck. After a nice little nap, we started the hike up to Emerald Lake. It was a beautiful day and there were good sends all around. Spenser is so close to Whispers of Wisdom and I on the Kind, so we must return…

Zack in all his glory. We miss him already!

Vikki hanging on to a sloper on a fun V5 at Emerald Lake.

Zack completing the V5 with ease using his Go-Go-Gadget arms.

I will leave you with another cute picture of the chipmunk. ‘Til next time!

Note: the majority of photo credits for this post go to Zack. Thank you, Zack, for always having your iPhone ready to snap away and letting us use your photo for this post. You da’ best.

The New Hotness: The Abyss

On Sunday (8/12) we were lucky enough to get a tour of a new area up on Mt. Evans called The Abyss. Rachel, Jered, Adam, and Mordy cruised up the hill with Vikki and I to meet Jon Glassberg and some other climbers, and we hiked in to the boulders.

There’s Abyss lake all the way up there. Alpine sexiness!

The Abyss is named for Abyss Lake, which is near the peak of Mt. Evans and is visible from the talus field. Most of the problems are given a nautical themed name, and by Jon’s approximation there are 80 or so established boulders, all contenders for the highest altitude V_ in the country. I think you end up parking at around 13,000 feet.

The best part is probably the hike. It’s a 20 minute flat (flat!) hike across some pleasant tundra to the top of the talus, and from there you choose your own level of involvement. A few established lines sit atop the hill, and they continue all the way down to the valley floor, where a Lincoln Lake-sized boulder field sits, apparently called The Winds (the hillside we were on is called The Bends). The potential for moderates is enormous, but the development has focused mostly on harder lines. We were able to put up three new problems in a casual afternoon. The rock is similar to Lincoln Lake, mostly solid with a bit of choss and exfoliation. As with most areas, more traffic will help it clean up.

Jon was there filming for an upcoming movie that LT11 will release in about a month. You may have seen the cryptic trailers. Chris Schulte was also there, trying an arete project that looked incredibly fun, somewhat tenuous, and seriously difficult. I couldn’t even start the thing. He also filmed Adam on his two new problems.

The valley floor! SO MANY BOULDERS…

A house-sized boulder on the valley floor.

Can you see Jon filming in the background there? This is a big talus field.

Apparently, the Abyss was discovered several years ago and kept secret. Jon and friends stumbled upon it and started developing, and their crew has put up most of the problems there. He invited us to shoot photos and blog and generally put the place on blast.

That this place would be kept secret is a strange concept for me. The place is all on public land, and with so much else around I’d be surprised to see it crowded. The timing of the film is a little funny, though…it’ll come out right after the road closes for winter. Regardless, there’s been some controversy (guess where) at B3bouldering. Jon Glassberg also posted about it at his blog.

Jered scrubs the top of Adam’s new problem

Jon’s a little easier to find in this one.

We mostly spent the day hiking around, trying a couple of lines that looked good, and gawking at double-digit problems. At the end of the day, I also scrubbed a sweet rail traverse that gradually rises above a terrible landing. It ended up being about V2, and thankfully the topout, shared by Adam’s new problem Scalawag, was quite easy.

The valley looks insane. There are several house-sized boulders in the field, plus the aforementioned gigantic boulder field. We are hoping to spend a couple of days exploring, but it only really makes sense if you were to camp for a night or two. The hike back up the talus would be about 50-60 minutes of pure trudgery.

Chris Schulte climbs, Jackie spots.

Chris making moves up the arete

Chris Schulte near the top of his arete project

Rachel buttstarting Adam’s new problem.

Jackie Hueftle climbs Adam’s new problem

Adam fires his other new rig, Scalawag

Chalking up on Keel Haul.

Spenser climbing Keel Haul

Tried a little HDR here…

Alpine Stylee- Colorado So Far

Edit: The V7 corner thingy that I couldn’t recall the name of at Guanella Pass is called “Corner Matters.” Four stars, BTW. Also, the arete Alana is pictured on is called the Aspen Arete.

The heat and visual homogeneity of the midwest drives one to seek satisfaction in overindulgence. The endorphin junkie must get a fix, but exercise is too sweaty, or inconvenient, or expensive. The only recourse is stretch receptor activation, an ancient technique that I believe dates back to our hunter-gatherer days wherein one adds as much calorie-dense food to their abdomen as possible without literally busting a gut. The midwest is where dreams of climbing go to shrivel, fester, or immolate (depending on the particular type of scorching heat one encounters).

Upper Chaos Canyon

Colorado, then, is where your psyche actually has trouble keeping up. Do you see all the boulders in Chaos Canyon? Now count them. I’ll wait. Coming from a chosspile like Santa Barbara – where we would climb every section of rock possible and then some out of sheer boredom – one arrives in Rocky Mountain National Park and gets totally overwhelmed by…well, take your pick: the beauty of the scenery, the length and brutality of the hikes, the stunning nature of the lines, the amount of unexplored wilderness, the amount of unclimbed rock in well-established areas, the altitude, the sheer difficulty of so many of the boulders…

And I haven’t even mentioned the Front Range bouldering that sits at the far west end of the Great Plains, places like Carter Lake, Horsetooth Reservoir, Red Feather, and dozens more. Sport climbing, trad climbing, peak bagging…there are dozens of 14ers that are day-trippable from here. Rock stretches from eastern Colorado to the Pacific in a never-ending morass of “how do you want today to be epic?”

This leaves very little room for rest days.

So Vikki and I have been holding down the RV Project fort in a town named after another Fort, that of Collins. We’re not in Boulder, which means we’re not surrounded by the infamous “scene” 24/7. In all seriousness, Colorado has its reputation, and part of it is deserved, but we’ve had nothing but good times out here, finding people to be generally quite congenial. When we first arrived, my old friend Paul Dusatko was there to show us around Wild Basin. Paul’s managing the climbing wall at Miramont, and frankly is doing a bang-up job. On the weekends, he and his lady, the talented Emily Dudley, head for the hills and the sick projects that await. We’ve been doing the same. (I’m sorry, but I don’t have any good photos of these two. Soon, though!)

Jamie Emerson’s guidebook includes Mt. Evans, Upper and Lower Chaos, Emerald Lake, and other bouldering areas in RMNP. So far, we’ve been to the Chaos’s, Emerald, and Mt. Evans Area A. Each spot is enough to spend weeks at. The stone is bullet, and wavy and trippy and beautiful. The climbs are spectacular, and skewed towards the harder grades. It’s as if anything below V5 was included as an afterthought, like someone thought “well, I might come up here with a hypothetical significant other of lesser strength, and he or she will need something to do…” If you can’t climb the grades, though, simply having a day of alpine hiking and boulder tourism will more than reward the long drive and the NPS hassle. Some of these Daniel climbs are plain nuts.

One thing about Colorado: Daniel Woods is just Daniel. And it’s Dave. Not Dave Graham. Who has time for last names with so much to explore?

One day, on our way to explore more Daniel Graham climbs, we got shuttled pretty badly. You see, there is a road that goes into the heart of the park, and the parking lots tend to fill up. If one does not arrive promptly, one must park in a satellite lot and take a shuttle provided by the nature wing of your federal government. This leads to delay and frustration, but Vikki and I were lucky enough to encounter a trio of former Portlandians named Jered, Rachel and Alana. Riding the interminable bus, we made friends and have been going out with them ever since. We’ve found, in general, that the climbers we talk to are very welcoming.

Then there are some who throw their trash among the boulders and don’t brush their tick marks, but hey, what can you do? Besides pick up after them.

Anyway, I can tell that this post is very disjointed and unfocused, but in so being it reflects our first month in this square state quite accurately. We have been utterly floored by the outdoor recreation possibilities here, and after our time in the red states it feels even more like heaven than it should. Will Wolcott (whom you might remember from our Gunks portion of the trip, or as the topdogger in TRTG) summarized it best when he wrote “Rocky Mount bouldering: Okay, I see what the fuss is about.”

There’s tons of other news to share, but right now we’re gearing up for a day at Lincoln Lake. We can’t wait, and we’ll report back with A/V proof of our visit.

Here’s some photos:

Adam Healy psyched on The Example (V2) in Upper Chaos

Vikki reaching the top of The Example (V2)

She looks calm, but she’s freakin’ out.

Rachel Belschner working her way to the top of The Example (V2)

Jered shooting photos. Note awesome geology in the background.

Vikki warming up on the Meadow Boulder in Upper Chaos. Sorry for the yard sale.

Will Wolcott floating some V8 thing at Guanella Pass

Adam Healy, providing the best spot ever. Moments before Vikki sustained a (non-serious) head wound.

Vikki making moves up a V7 thing, the name of which I forget.

Rachel Belschner on the V7 dihedral thing.

Alana Kambury on some arete at Guanella Pass

Adam Healy on the famous Dali (V8). Only Jered sent this one.

I mean, who wouldn’t be psyched? Look around!

Will Wolcott on the first move of Bierstadt (V10)

This is my try hard face. Attempting Bierstadt (V10)

Climbing Ranger Adam Baxter casually tops out Tommy’s Arete (V7). Yes, there are climbing rangers. This is the other way to get paid to climb, I guess.

Me and V on the hike out after another awesome day…Estes Park in the background

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