Seasons Change

Cover: The trees over Persephone, taken while enjoying coffee with Matt one afternoon

Green to Gold

Snow King from Bre's place
Snow King after a week of rain, from my friend's balcony.

Ninjin-kun in the fall
Nothing says "Fall" like my bike and golden leaves

Fall food
Or downed leaves and a meal on the porch.

First snow
But it's coming to an end when you see the first capping of snow on the mountains.

City of Rocks

After thirty emails back and forth, I finally went out with a new climbing partner, and now friend, Andrew.

Climbing Gear

Our first day we climbed:

  • Adolescent Homosexual: 5.7 ** Trad, with the best nut placement of my life
  • Dykes on Harleys: 5.4 Trad. Easy stuff is so much scarier than proper cracks
  • Intruding Dike: 5.7 * Trad. Finger pro and patina pulling. Cold in the dark and the wind.
  • Built for Comfort: 5.9 * Sport. A fun way to finish our day, racing the last rays of sun to the anchor.

We camped that night, countering cold air and cold beers with a warm fire.

Fireplace

Castle Rock

Sunday we packed camp and drove down the dirt roads to Castle Rock.

Andrew at Castle Rock

Castle Rock was a place of fun, easy, multipitch sport climbing.

We climbed

  • Big Time 4p 5.7 * At pitch 3, I tried an 11a variation but backed off after a few falls on the second bolt. The last pitch was the winner, alpine-esque and fun.

Me, belaying Zinger

  • Zinger 3p 5.8 ** My most successful rope-basket rappel ever.

Andrew Seconding Zinger

Andrew leading Zinger

  • Shock and Awe: 10a *** Classic. Amazing. Great. Fantabulous. My body still knows every move. The frosting on a wonderful weekend. (Not pictured)

Quickdraws to Skis

Then the snow came...

Snowy Chair

...and teased me with this view out my back door...
My backyard mountain

... but I had no ski pants. So when the landscape changed, so did where I played: outside to in.

Chris's garage gym helped me weather a snowy Sunday.

Chris's Gym

And a bicycle in the living room got my heart beating when I would've rather been on a skin track.

Bicycle tiny

When I did find my pants, I had to get out and put them to use immediately. I put my skis on my pack, and biked four blocks to Snow King, my backyard mountain.

Bike and Skis

Jackson, from Snow King

Glory

Later, Jeremy took me up the Glory bootpack for the first time. A two hour door-to-door backcountry bonanza, first thing before work.

Coming up Glory

Gearing up at the top of Glory

I went up it again on Saturday, in search of rocks with Reid and Bre.

Reid coming up
Reid and Bre skiing

I'm now down in Moab, about to head to the Creek for five more days of climbing before settling in to a season of Powder back home.