In the past I have not been a big fan of spring or fall. What I like to do happens to occur in summer and winter (i.e. skiing and climbing - or volleyball, baseball, etc in the past). I have just seen spring and fall as an unnecessary waste of time before I can really start getting into the next sport. This spring has been a little different. With all the training I have been doing in order to get in shape for some Triathlons I have not even noticed that it has quickly jumped to summer!!! Today, in my mind, marks the first day of summer. CJ picked me up at 6:30 and we went up Little Cottonwood to do some climbing (I called it day three because of the 2 days over New Year's in St. George - I figured Jan. 1 would be an easy way to separate the year). After some approach bouldering we reached our destination - the name of the
climb is Perhaps. This was one of the few crack climbs I have done, my first time cleaning trad gear, my first multi-pitch climb (2), and my first time not being able to get a cam out and having to have some stranger get it for me. It was a good time. I love the adventure of climbing outside. I have enjoyed climbing indoors at the Front, but there is just something about being outside that really makes me want to get back out there soon. I left my jacket at the bottom with a Clif Bar in the pocket only to find when I got back down that a critter of some sort (a squirrel is the prime suspect) had chewed through the inside of my pocket and eaten the entire Clif Bar. Luckily, he chewed the inside of the jacket and it will be easily repaired, but seriously, Mr. Critter, I wanted that Clif Bar! I hope we meet again, Mr. Critter. Just beware that next time I won't be so kind.
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