Reading the slew of impressive post on the FiveTen blog can leave a first time poster feeling rather sheepish. So many rad road trips and solid sends make my quaint life here in Hurricane, Utah seem, well simple. Mind you this isn’t the first time I’ve felt humbled. In fact most days I’m awed by my local climbing crew I go out with nearly every day. Joe Kinder, Lauren Lee and Isaac Caldiero are just a few of the impressive climbers I’m blessed to try and keep up with.
This is my third spring in Southern Utah; Joe and I travel, live and work on other parts of the country the rest of the year. We keep coming back not only because it’s one of the most gorgeous places on the planet, but also because this area houses a lot of smaller areas allowing us to skip around and project hop, keeping us on our toes. Unfortunately, (well I guess fortunately depending how you look at it) I’ve climbed myself into a corner in some of my usual favorite cliffs and revisiting old projects has been harder than I expected. This year (weather permitting, [see wettest spring in Southern Utah history!]) I’ve made an effort to seek out some new areas and smaller cliffs I’ve over looked in the past. Getting up easier, new routes has kept my head on straight and nurtured my psyched.
Joe’s new obsession with route development has also opened some new possibilities in the cave behind our house. Of course these “fun” new routes often turn into super projects of mine as Joe finds it hard to decipher much difficulty difference between a 12d and a 13c! Of course when the weather gets too finicky or projecting gets too daunting, a little hiatus to Joe’s Valley, Bishop, or Las Vegas is never too hard to conjure up. These mini trips offer just enough freshness and ass-kicking to get me re-thinking about my local projects all over again. They even have me thinking there really is some cool stuff going on in this sleepy ole town.