Colorado Trip Report (Part 3 of 3) Trail Ridge Road and Crestone Needle

Posted on September 8th, 2010

Subaru Outback on Trail Ridge Road during a traffic stop due to road construction.

Colorado, is and always will be my favorite place to visit. I still hope to live there one day, but for now the amazing town of Austin, TX will have to do. The final installation of this trip report is long overdue. I’m glad I have finally found the time to pound it out. This report is very photo heavy, so I hope you enjoy it.

The day after we climbed the First Flatiron in Boulder we had planned on climbing Lumpy Ridge in Rocky Mountain National Park the next day, but decided to opt for a rest day instead. We did bring our climbing gear with us though in case we changed our mind. For our rest day, we spent some time in a Starbucks in Estes Park going over our plans for climbing Ellingwood Arete on the Crestone Needle. After enjoying a cup of decent java we decided to drive the famous Trail Ridge Road through Rocky Mountain National Park.

Roadside scenery along Trail Ridge Road.

Trail Ridge Road is the highest continuous highway in the United States, more than eight miles of the road stretch between 11,000′ and 12,183′. The road provides spectacular scenic views of the Rocky Mountains, including the Continental Divide! It was a blast driving the gentle grades and broad curves in my Subaru Outback. I love it when I get to drive roads like this because it allows me to take advantage of the fly-wheel shifting.

Tourists heading to an overlook on Trail Ridge Road.

We had originally planned on only driving to the top of the road and turning back at the gift shops and restaurant at the peak elevation, but we ended up driving the entire length of the highway. It was truly an enjoyable experience though to see such majestic mountain views form a highway that was contracted between 1926 and 1932. I don’t know why exactly, but for some reason I love driving long distances, especially in the mountains. I think it’s because there is some skill involved to it and you always have to be acutely aware of what you are doing.

Naren, taking photos of Trail Ridge Road during a road construction traffic stop.

Motorcycles parking in front of us along Trail Ridge road during a road construction stop.

While on one hand, I was a little bummed we didn’t climb this day. the Trail Ridge road experience was something to remember. I would definitely recommend it to anybody visiting Rocky Mountain National Park or Estes Park. There are also a few pullouts along the way to hike to take pictures, and hike to the top of ridges. We ended up stopping on four different occasions to check out the views. Two of them were forced stops though due to road construction. If you are not familiar with road construction on two-lane roads in the mountains; only one lane at a time gets by. This means one lane is completely stopped while another side of traffic is coming through. It can often result in long waits. It was enjoyable though, as it allowed us to get out of the car, take pictures, and hike around.

Crestone Needle and Ellingwood Arete

South Colony Lakes Trail Head

The final portion of the trip was climbing Ellingwood Arete on the Crestone Needle in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. In the end, we wished we had planned this climb at the beginning of our trip. To make a long story short, we were tired at the end of the trip and weather was iffy. We got rained on towards the top of the hike in and the weather forecast was calling for up to 50% chance of rain in town, depending on what source you checked. So we ended up deciding to not Summit the fourteener. We did however have an enjoyable hike in to the South Colony Lakes and an overnight stay.

Naren snaps a photo of Crestone Needle from the trail, just above the South Colony Lakes trail head.

The hike in ended up being easier than expected. We heard the four wheel drive trail was closed and we would have to hike in six miles. But upon arriving we discovered that only two miles of the trail was closed, so we were able to take the Subaru slowly up to the first 4 wheel drive trail parking lot. From there we had to hike (4 miles) because of trail closure, but it was a good thing, because the Subaru would not have made it up that portion of the trail without blowing a tire.

It was a fairly easy four mile hike in to the South Colony lakes at the base of Crestone Needle. Once we reached the upper 4 wheel drive parking lot it was only a 1.5 mile hike in. We ended up getting rained on about a mile into the hike and the clouds continued to hang around until we went to bed that night. Thus the reason why we called off our ascent. I was a little bummed though when we made our hike back to the car the next day, rain free.

It was well worth spending the night at the base of the Crestone Needle though, the views were spectacular, and seeing the peak bathed in morning sunlight was a splendid experience. Even though we did not summit it was just enjoyable to be in the backcountry away from everything. The only part that sucked about the trip was the marmot infestation around our campsite. I think it was largely due to my irresponsible behavior of taking a leak close to our campsite. The marmots hung around digging in the ground for what seemed like eternity. I would keep scaring them off, but they would just return. One of them also tore a hole in my MSR tent while on a short hike and chewed on my backpack. So, lesson learned; ALWAYS remember to use the restroom at least 200 feet away from your campsite.

Entering the Sangre De Cristo Mountains

Naren, inspecting the route, Ellingwood Arete.

Marmot! Possibly the one that tore a hole in my tent?

My partner and I do plan on returning to Ellingwood Arete for an ascent. I have wanted to bag this fourteener since I first heard about it last summer. The peak looked way more daunting from the base than any photo we saw. We plan on climbing as much run out multi pitch we can though to prepare for our return. Hopefully we will be able to go back next summer. I have also wanted to bag more alpine ascents since my first on the North Face of Longs Peak.

Wearing my compression socks while relaxing close to the campsite. The Crestone Needle was awe inspiring.

Making the descent from the upper South Colony Lake

Making the descent from the upper South Colony Lake.

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Trip Report (part 2 of 3) Boulder Colorado, First Flatiron – Direct East Face 5.6 (III)

Posted on August 12th, 2010
Flatiron Ridge 1

Me, near the final pitch of the ridge traverse on the First Flatiron.

Note: I apologize for the long delay in getting this post up. I have had it half way written for about three weeks now. Due to the length of this post I also decided to break up the trip report into three parts, so this will now be part two of three.

Also, I am pleased to announce I am now an engaged man. If you want to know more about the wonderful lady, read this post that I wrote a couple months ago. Anyway, enjoy the trip report.

Climbing Fandango (5.5 II) last year was perhaps the highlight of my climbing career. It was 7 pitches of enjoyable run-out climbing. So, it would only make sense that I would be psyched about climbing the Direct East Face (5.6 III). The climb pretty much goes directly up the middle of the First Flatiron (in Boulder, CO) and then traverses the ridge, west, to the summit block. It’s 10 pitches of pure enjoyment on easy terrain.  The climb this year did not disappoint.

We woke up at 5 a.m. with the goal of being at the base of the climb at 6 a.m., but due to a slow start leaving the Hostel in Boulder and making a wrong turn off the trail we didn’t make it to the base until about 7:15 a.m. There was also another couple getting started at the base of the climb, so after waiting on them we probably got started close to 7:45 a.m.

Naren lead the first 5.6 pitch, which actually ended up being two pitches rolled into one. Naren ran out a full rope length to a good ledge. I actually had to take him off belay and stop down from my belay ledge to give him enough rope to put me on belay from above. The first pitch was the hardest pitch of the day, and I was thankful Naren had taken the lead. The first pich had two bolts on it due to the inability to place protection, but that was very surprising considering the only other bolt on the entire 1,000ft face was at the top of the second pitch for an anchor.

After arriving at the belay ledge with Naren I took a short rest, took the rack and began the second pitch. My first piece of protection was about 10-15 feet from the belay ledge. After that I didn’t get another piece in for at least 20 feet. At this point I began to wander off route towards what I thought was the path of least resistance. As it turns out, I was getting myself into 5.9 terrain, and Caleb doesn’t do well in run-out terrain like that. After much contemplating about continuing on my path of destruction, down-climbing, and then climbing back up again, I decided to completely down climb all the way down to my last piece of protection and then traverse left to meet back up with the route I was supposed to be on. I gave Naren a good scare too, he thought we ware going to have to bail off the route and call it a day, but I managed to collect my cool and proceed with the route.

Me, coming up pitch three of the Direct East Face on the First Flatiron.

Me, coming up pitch three of the Direct East Face on the First Flatiron.

Naren then lead the third pitch without any problems, other than passing a good belay stance, which required a bit of down climbing to return to the proper belay. I was up for the fourth pitch, which turned out to be a really run out 5.4 – 5.5, and was the headwall pitch. I didn’t find any gear right off the bealy, and was a good 30-40 feet above the belay before slinging a large horn. My second protection point was another slung horn – my only two places of protection on the entire pitch. The top of the fourth pitch had a nice large ledge that we decided to rest on. At this point a guide and his two clients caught up to us. They were moving very fast. The guide would solo the pitch, just hauling up twin ropes and would bring both clients up at the same time. What an efficient way to lead a part up 1,000+ feet of rock.

Naren, near the top of the fourth pitch on the Direct East Face of the FIrst Flatiron.

Naren, near the top of the fourth pitch on the Direct East Face of the FIrst Flatiron.

Naren lead pitch five, but ended up far right of the correct belay, thus adding an extra short pitch for us, which ended up being a short traverse that I lead. I contemplated connecting the entire pitch, but the guide that ended up passing as at this point had conjured up some mental blocks in my head my telling me a certain way was easier than going up the obvious gulley. I wavered back and forth for about ten minutes then decided to break up the pitches and bring Naren over. The anchor here was also pretty sketchy, so upon Naren arriving at the belay I made sure he didn’t put any weight on it. Since we had created an extra pitch here, Naren took the lead what became the seventh pitch. Since we ended up combining the first two, this put us at the correct number of pitches to reach the summit ridge.

From here we had several ridge line pitches until we reached the summit block. Since I had lead all but one pitch on this ridge I let Naren lead most of them. They were all very easy, with one 5.5 crux section, which was really the only place we needed to be roped up.  The exposure on the ridge was quite nice, but the terrain was so easy it never became an issue.

After reaching the summit we made the rappel down the backside of the Flatiron, that took almost a full 30 meters.  Other than having to pull the rope off a ledge on the way down, the rappel went perfectly smooth. Upon riving back at the car we had spent close to a full 12 hours. Not too bad considering we got slightly lost on the way in and ended up having to wait on two different parties during our climb; not to mention my wayward route finding skills.  The journey was a blast, and I look forward to doing more Flatiron routes in the future. Hopefully one of them will be with my wife to be!

Parting Shot. Me, near the final pitch of the ridge traverse on the FIrst Flatiron. This is probably my favorite climbing picture I have had taken of me.




Colorado 2010 Climbing Trip Report (Part 1 of 2) – Garden of the God’s

Posted on July 20th, 2010

Garden of the God's. Taken from Cowboy Boot Crack.

After driving about 11 hours straight, we arrived in the Garden of the God’s Visitor’s Center parking lot. After taking a quick restroom break and picking up our climbing permits we drove into the park and headed straight for Red and White Spire. It’s been my tradition for the last three years now to climb Potholes (5.7 PG13) upon arriving to Colorado. Usually, it stops here and he head on into camp, but we had plenty of daylight left so we wandered around a bit and found ourselves at the base of Cowboy Boot Crack (5.7), a climb I had been told numerous times I should do. However somebody had already occupied the climb. We stuck around a bit and talked to the guy that was belaying his daughter up the climb. He worked high angle rescue in the park and gave us some beta about the place. His beta was basically, don’t place cams and don’t trust the old pins. That wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear, but he told us of people placing cams behind flakes and falling. The falls generate enough force to explode the flake, sending the person falling, and the flake on top of them.

A climber goes up Crescent Corner in Garden of the God's. Click for larger view.

After that bit of information we headed over to The Drug Wall to climb Mighty Thor, a 5.10b that didn’t look too bad, but the first piton was pretty run out so I opted to lead Crescent Corner instead, a 5.9+/5.10a. This one was fairly run out too, but I managed to make it to the first piton with one piece of sketchy gear placed before that. The next move was pretty committing and the feet were horrible, nothing but flat, downward sloping dirty sandstone. I ended up hanging on the piton to rest, along with several others along the route. From a distance the climb looked like an amazing crack with deep jams, but there was nothing but laybacks on a thin seam, just large enough for fingers. After much grunting and hang dogging I made it up the 80-90ft route. Naren seconded and finished the route with only one take that I recall. After this we decided to call it a day and headed to camp in the National Forest just above Woodland Park. To our dismay we were far from solitude. While setting up camp at least four cars drove past our camp and set up nearby and played loud music late into the night. We apparently chose a campsite, probably the one they actually wanted, that the local kids in Woodland Park come up to party at.

The next morning, after a surprisingly good sleep (ear plugs work wonders). We headed back to Garden of the God’s to climb Cowboy Boot Crack and Montezuma’s Tower. But, once again Cowboy Boot Crack was occupied by other climbers. We contemplated waiting for the climb to free up, but I was antsy to climb and they didn’t look like they would finish anytime soon, so we headed over to Montezuma’s Tower, a two pitch classic 5.7 climb. This ended up being one of the most fun climbs I have ever done.

Naren on to of Montezuma's Tower in Garden of the God's.

Naren lead the first 5.7 crux pitch without much of a problem. Committing to the first bolt was the hardest part, but placing a large number five Black Diamond cam a few feet below the bolt gave him the confidence needed to make the move. After the first of four bolts on the entire climb, things eased out a bit (in terms of grade), but was very mentally committing. The moves were easy, but protection on the climb was sparse. It made for a challenging climb as the second too. After moving above the crux you start traversing out right and then up a narrow spine. Moving up the spine was the scariest part, even going up as the second, a fall would result in a huge and dangerous swing. While making this move, your only protection is a sling running through a sandstone pot hole.  But, I moved up the spine with confidence despite the potential fall factor. I find it pretty amazing when I actually collect myself and move through the hardest part of climbs with the greatest of ease! It’s when I start freaking out that I slow down, begin doubting myself, and risk injury.

Upon reaching the belay perch I took a quick rest before starting the short second pitch. It was about 40 feet straight up, slightly overhanging and only protected by 1 piton about 12 feet from the belay. I did manage to place a couple more piece of gear up higher though before reaching the rappel anchors. One of the funnest parts of the climb was just sitting on the belay perch while bringing up Naren and watching the tourists take pictures of us from the sidewalks. Anytime a climber gets on the rock out there it draws a crowd. I’m pretty sure there were people that watched us climb the entire thing, from start to rappel.

Me, on top of Montezuma's Tower in Garden of the God's.

Me, on top of Montezuma's Tower in Garden of the God's.

After finishing up this classic fin, we headed across the street to Red Rocks Canyon open space, a city owned open space. We brought the guidebook with us, but pretty much settled for the first climb we found. I don’t remember the name of the wall we were on since we didn’t even open the guide book, but the pair that had just climbed it before us let us know it was a 5.7+. It was a fun slab climb with the crux occurring before you even reached the first bolt about 20 feet up. The rest of the climb was fairly easy and toped out above a hand-sized crack. The area is fairly popular and easily accessible so a lot of the climbs end up with polished rock, especially at the base. I recall working on one 5.8 climb a couple years ago that was likely more like a 5.10 now because of a super polished foot hold that was key to completing the crux.

After we finished this route we decided to go ahead and call it a day so we could make the drive into boulder and get settled into our room at the Boulder International Hostel. The stay there ended up being somewhat unpleasant due to not having any AC, and being stuck on the third floor in the far outside corner. This left us having to sleep with windows open and having to deal with all sorts of rowdiness outside, from firecrackers to gun shots. It was quite an experience.

The next day we climbed the Direct East Face of the First Flatiron, but you will just have to stay tuned for that portion of the trip report. I will be posting that sometime within the next week. Also, and a side note I have started working on a business plan to start selling my raw energy bars and other snacks I have made. I will be based out of Austin and will likely start locally with online orders available, so be sure to keep checking back for more information about that as well.




Summer plans, another trip to Colorado

Posted on July 1st, 2010

In a couple weeks I will find myself back in colorful Colorado. This will be actually be my fourth time in the state in the past year. That is a new record for me. Prior to that I believe the most trips I have made in one year was two. This could potentially be my last trip for a while as I will likely be starting up my own business soon and possibly even be getting married in the next year. I will also be moving to Austin soon, thus putting me even further away from this great state, so I figured I should get a trip in while I can.

Crestone Needle

The big goal for this trip is to summit Crestone Needle via the Ellingwod Ledges route (5.7 III) in the Sangre de Cristo Wilderness. This has been named among 50 classic climbs in North America. The summit is 14,197 feet tall. This will also only be my second 14er to Summit. My first was Longs Peak via the Cables Route (trip report here). This will also be my second technical alpine ascent. I am really looking forward to this one, all of the photos and trip reports I have been looking up have been getting my psyched about this awesome climb.

For our warm up climbs the few days before; we plan on climbing in Garden of the God’s, Red Rocks Canyon Open Space, Lumpy Ridge, and climbing the Direct Route (5.6 R II) on the First Flatiron in Boulder, Co. I am also really looking forward to the climb on the first Flatiron. Last years climb was one of my favorite all time climbs. I’m sure the Direct Route will not disappoint either.

I also have a different climbing partner for this trip as well, one that is far more experienced than the last climbing partner I had. This will mean faster climbing, more climbing, safer climbing and lead swapping which I am really looking forward to. Last year when I climbed with John I had to lead all the pitches since he was inexperienced. This trip will definitely be more enjoyable.

The route we plan on taking up the Crestone Needle. It's known as Ellingwood Ledges, or Ellingwood Arete. This photo is sure to freak my parents out! :)

We still don’t know what we will be climbing at Lumpy Ridge yet, but hopefully it will be more enjoyable than the epic experience John and I had last year. It’s a lot harder to make dumb mistakes when climbing with somebody more experienced. You are essentially able to keep each other in check and question decisions. Had experience been on my side last year I likely would not have had to leave a $250 rope on the wall. Whoever ended up finding that received a nice present.

Be sure to check back later this summer for trip reports, and follow me on Twitter, as I will sure to be tweeting about it throughout the trip.




Smoothie Tuesday: Strawberry/Pineapple recovery smoothie

Posted on June 9th, 2010

Okay, I know it’s Wednesday, but I’m long overdue for a post. Life has been extremely busy lately. I have been gearing up for a move that will hopefully take place soon. I recently posted Getting confirmation on living the dream, but sometimes plans change. I have come to realize that often times we plan out a path, but God has something else in store for us, big surprises and sometimes disappointments. But in my case, I was thrown a huge curve ball and was pleasantly surprised. To make a long story short (I will post a longer version later) I will be moving to Austin, rather than Colorado, to pursue the girl I first fell in love with nearly two years ago. All I am waiting on before making the move is the sell of my house, which SHOULD happen pretty soon. But I also have to remember that the way I want things to happen may not be best. This could be held up for another month or longer. It has already drug out for two months.

Rock climbing at Reimer's Ranch near Austin, TX - my future new home.

Anyway, on with the smoothie recipe. Yesterday I got back into the climbing gym after not having been in over a week, and prior to that I was lucky if I was getting in the gym once a week. This season has not been filled with as much climbing as I had hoped for. Despite being out of prime climbing shape I decided to run 4×4′s with my climbing friend Scott. Basically you take turns climbing the same route four times, you have on to the next route and repeat the process. You do this until you fall. So, we decided to climb 5.9 routes after warming up on an easy 5.7 climb. We managed to finish 12 laps without any falling, but we both had our first fail at lap 13.

So, we continued on with our 4 laps, getting as high as we could each time. After finishing this, we moved on to bouldering after cooling down on some easier routes. So, in all I climbed about 19 routes and four boulder problems. All this to say, I did A LOT of climbing for being out of shape. I guess it goes to show I wasn’t as out of shape as I thought, but needless to say I needed a good anti-inflammatory recovery smoothie.

This smoothie is chock full of anti-inflammatory goodness and protein. As I have mentioned before pineapple contains bromelain that can be used to help treat sports injuries, trauma, arthiritis and other types of inflamation. I also added ground flax seed as well for a balance of omega three and six. The omega three contains the anti-inflamatory properties needed. So without further or do, here is the recipe…

The Recipe

  • About 1/4 – 1/2 a 160z container of chopped or frozen pineapple
  • 6-8 fresh strawberries
  • 1+ cups of hemp milk
  • 1 TBSP of raw tahini (optional, it didn’t affect the flavor much)
  • 1/2 TBSP of your favorite greens powder
  • 1 TBSP of hemp seed protein

My guess is this smoothie has around 18 grams of protein, I’m not sure what the carb count is, but my guess is around 54 grams, giving you a nice 3 to 1 ration. If you desire something closer to 4 to 1 just eliminate the tahini and replace the hemp milk with water or rice milk.

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A day in paradise

Posted on May 10th, 2010

Mark Maddy on Alamo Arête (5.11b)

This past Saturday provided us with an amazing day of climbing along the Brazos River. The weather was perfect! The sun was shining, the temperatures were in the low to mid sixties all day and there was almost always a small breeze blowing. This is another one of my “secret” climbing areas. Not that the location of this particular stash is not known, it has just closed to the general public for several years (and still is).

The climbs here are all very short, the tallest climb is around 40ft high, most range from 25-35 feet in height. Some routes only require clipping two bolts. About six quick draws is the most you will need, unless you are a hard-man and can handle the 110ft, 5.12b traverse. All the climbs are also easily accessible and allow you to easily tick off 15+ climbs in a long day. By the end of the day I had climbed 15 routes, at least half of them, if not more were on lead. Others in our group ticked off even more climbs than that, all of which were on lead.

This place is also sort of special to me, as it was the crag were I bagged my first outdoor sport climbing lead. The climb was Corrins Corner (5.6) a short dihedral climb ending with a short traverse over to the anchors. To celebrate being back at the crag after four years of being closed out I warmed up on this route. My impression after finishing was that it was the hardest 5.6 I had climbed in a long time, but it was my warm up route too, so I couldn’t let that intimidate me for the rest of the day.

After finishing that climb I moved on over a few routes and lead a 5.8 that gave me a few problems, after that I moved on and lead a 5.10a that I had previously never been able to climb; all was going well until I was making the moves up from the last bolt and took a fall. I found out after being lowered down that I had actually broken off a foot hold. So, I didn’t feel as bad after that. After climbing several other routes I was already starting to feel tired and it wasn’t even lunch yet, so I decided to take a break and drank some water and fueled up on fruit. It was about this time that Mark was gearing up to lead Alamo Arête (5.11b). I have previously photographed this climb but wanted to shoot it again with a wider angle and ended up with the shot you see above. The previous photo I took of the climb looked much better in terms of background. The light must have been hitting the water just right to make it look blue. I didn’t have any such luck today.

By the time I returned to the ground Bill was getting ready to lead the climb. I assumed he would only top rope it, otherwise I would have stayed up top to shoot him as well; he was wearing a bright yellow shirt and was wearing a red helmet. It would have made for an awesome shot. But since I was down there I figured I would watch Bill climb it to see if I might possibly be able to climb it as well. After seeing Bill ease his way up the route followed by a stellar 50 year old climber named Gary I figured I would give the route a try on lead.

Even though the route was rated a 5.11b I somehow managed to send the route, even though my hardest lead prior to that was a 5.10d and I didn’t even climb it cleanly. It turns out the crux moves were just a couple bouldery moves at the start of the route and were well protected. After making the two hard moves you move up to a ledge and then clip another bolt, from there you make a couple other moves requiring a heel hook to clip the next bolt just a few feet above the other bolt. From here you make the second crux move which is rated at 5.10b. It took me a while to figure out the sequence but after making those moves you were up on another good ledge. From there you make a couple more easy moves up to clip the last bolt then move around on the face to easier terrain and then move up to the anchors. Even though it wasn’t a clean ascent, I feel confident I could go back and lead it clean. I still don’t think there are even a lot of hard 5.10 climbs I could lead, some how this climb just suited my style fairly well.

After climbing Alamo Arête my forearms were even more pumped, yet I continued to climb. I attempted a 5.10d on top rope, but failed, I climbed a 5.9 dihedral after that on top rope to clean the anchors for some other people in our group. After finishing up that Naren and I ticked off several easier climbs on lead. At this point I had climbed and/or attempted 13 routes. We finished off the day by climbing a 5.8 and then getting shut down on a 5.10b. Although I worked the crux move I was too tired to finish out the rest of the route, so rather than leading one last route I decided to call it a day. I ended up walking further down the wall, only to find Mark, Gary and Bill hang dogging their last route of the day. After seeing those guys flail around it was evident our day was coming to a close.

It was also a sad day of sorts as this was possibly my last time to ever climb out there. I’m just excited that I was able to return to the place I learned to sport climb one last time before moving off to Colorado. That of course is still pending several factors, but it looks like everything is lining up quite nicely.




A Whichita Mountains climbing trip report

Posted on May 5th, 2010

A view from Voodoo Wall in the Wichita Mountains on a rainy Saturday. Photo taken with my iPhone.

A blog post has long been overdue here, so here we go…

Life has been pretty hectic and busy lately. Since I ran the Big D Half Marathon (the recap was my last blog post nearly a month ago) back in April I haven’t even had to many opportunities to get in a run or even go climbing. It’s one of those things where you are so busy you can’t even really point to what you have been doing that has made you so busy, but I can say some big changes are coming in the next month. More to come on that. I have actually been procrastinating a blog post because I thought I was going to be able to announce the big news, but that keeps getting delayed.

Anyway, this past weekend I was finally able to make it out to the Wichita Mountains in Oklahoma, probably my last visit for a long time. Overall, the trip was pretty awesome. On Saturday we had a lot of rain, but hiked to Voodoo Wall, a climbing area we have never been to – one that is rarely visited, and the condition of the bolts in the rock reflected that. The vista seen from the climbing area was gorgeous; it was like none I have ever seen in the wildlife refuge. The hike in was also amazing. We crossed mounds of granite slabs, stunning rock formations, canyons, and beautiful vistas.

View of Voodoo wall from the return trip, taken with my iPhone.

Voodoo wall as seen from the return hike - taken with my iPhone. Voodoo wall is the one with the large boulder on top of it.

Due to the rain we didn’t get a whole lot of climbing in, but we did manage to get a few top rope ascents in after the rain died down. The sun even peeked out a few times. I have to say though, I didn’t have my best day of climbing ever, but at the same time I felt some of my climbing skills are improving – such as crack climbing. We set up a top rope on what was probably a 5.10 dihedral that involved lots of hand jamming and lay backs. After top roping four routes we decided to call it a day and hiked back to the cars. The hike back itself was an adventure because there is no established trail to the crag we climbed at. I always enjoy these adventures.

On Saturday we set out to climb Shake Your Grove Thing , a 5.6 climb that is very exposed and ends with an open air rappel back down to the ground. But due to recent rains the creek was very high and there was about a foot of water under the climb, so we opted to climb Unfinished Piece, a route that is mostly 5.6 with a couple of 5.8 moves towards the top. The crux moves are fairly tough and are very exposed. I have lead the route at least three times, this time I was the third climber up the route, so I was essentially on top rope. While working through the crux moves I kept wondering how I ever made them on lead. I often do that though. I find I am more gathered mentally when making hard moves on the sharp end, although I do have moments where I totally freak out and back down from the climb.

After what seemed like hours because of a newbie trad leader leading the route for us, we finished and moved on to climb Captain Crunch, a 5.7 with an airy overhanging exposed crux on the second pitch. I was going to lead the first pitch and leave the second pitch to the group’s hardman Gary who climbs 5.10 trad. Unfortunately we couldn’t find the start of the climb, so we opted to climb Aerosmith, a 5.6-5.8 slab inside a leaning dihedral.

Aerosmith was another climb I have lead numerous times, but this time it gave me fits. I had a hard time just starting the climb, and as I continued on up the climb I sewed it up like a little baby, plugging gear in every possible crack. It has been a long time since I was that sketched out on a climb, let alone one I have climbed multiple times. My plan was to lead it in one continuous pitch, but after getting to the first ledge I decided to break it up into two pitches since I had run out of slings.

Once my second, Bill, arrived at the top (our newbie trad leader) I “offered” to let him lead the second pitch. There were two different variations to take. I usually opt for the harder route with better protection, but Bill decided to go for the original line with poor protection. After nearly falling asleep at the belay multiple times Bill finally reached the top. Upon coming up behind him I found the protection to be worse than I thought. On top of that Bill had two pieces of gear placed that would not have held a fall, and to make things even worse he had a huge run out above a very poorly placed cam. Had he fallen above that things would not have been good, but thankfully Bill is actually a very good climber and can apparently maintain his composure better than I can.

While climbing the route Gary had set up a top rope on Lycra Sheath, a 5.10c he had established on lead in 1988. He hadn’t climbed the route in 22 years and wanted to see if he still had it in him. We raped down into the climb on a second rope and belayed from the top just in case we couldn’t make it up the route we had an easier climb to the left to top out from. First up was Gary who climbed the route without failing. Twenty-two years later and the old man still has it.

Bill and I were not as successful. Bill eventually made it up, but once it was my turn things didn’t go so well. The trend of a crappy climbing day continued. I ended up having to climb out on Leaning Tower Direct, a 5.9 blocky dihedral that required a lot of very awkward and strenuous moves.

After our Lycra Sheath experience we decided to call it a day, as it was around 5pm at this point. The journey back (as well as the way in) was quite an experience. We made our way around and over lots of down trees that had recently fallen over or broken off during a recent ice storm. The Narrows as the area is called was pretty devastated. It looked like a bomb had gone off. There is a trail clean up planned the first weekend in June, but I will no longer be around to help out with it, but that isn’t a bad thing! Again, more to come on that.




Raw homemade shot bloks – chocolate flavored with some zip

Posted on February 22nd, 2010

Raw Shot Bloks before going through the dehydrator. The battery went dead on my camera before I could snap the finished shot.

Over the past month or so, I have heard numerous runners talk about or tweet about Cliff Shot Bloks. After finding out what the were, I decided I could make my own raw homemade version of them. What I developed was based on the energy gels and drinks I have seen in Brendan Brazier’s Thrive Diet, but I went the extra mile with mine and added chocolate flavoring!

What I developed was a calorie rich droplets that provide carbs, protein and electrolytes. Each droplet contains: dates, agave nectar, cacao powder (for a yummy chocolate flavor), chia seeds (for a longer release of energy and protein), lemon and lime juice, and ground sunflower seeds for their anti-inflammatory effects. The dates are a good source of carbohydrates and are also high in calories. The chia seeds help slow down the break-down of glucose, thus giving you longer lasting energy, the lemon and lime juice assist in replenishing electrolytes. The sunflower seeds were sort of added on accident because I didn’t have pumpkin seeds, but I’m thinking the sunflower seeds were the better option because they are high in protein and have anti-inflammatory properties.

I used the shot bloks the next morning on my 10 mile run. I didn’t cary any energy gels, just the bloks and a raw energy drink I made. I felt pretty charged the entire run, I think things really started kicking in around mile five; at this point I had consumed around five of the ten bloks I carried with me. I brought 10 bloks with me, but probably only consumed eight of those ten because I dropped the bag I was carrying them in at some point.

The only draw back I found was that the bloks mash together fairly easily. I had placed them in the back pocket of my bike jersey that I wore for the run and ended up sitting back on them on the drive to the trail, what I ended up with was shot mush instead of bloks,  but they were still fairly easy to consume. I would suggest dehydrating the blocks for longer so they harden up a bit more than they did for me, but also proper storage will help keep your blocks in tact.

These tasty little treats would be great for taking on long runs and even climbing trips. I plan on making another batch on my next trip to the crag coming up here in March. The cost to make these is pretty low too. Eight dates will run about about $1.67, the other items are bulk items (aside from the lemon and lime) so the cost there is very minimal. My guess would be that 24 bloks will cost you around $2.75.

The Recipe

  • 8 pitted dates
  • 1/8 cup of agave nectar
  • 1 TBSP of cacao powder
  • 1/2 TBSP of chia seeds
  • 1/8 cup of sunflower seeds ground into powder (using coffee grinder)
  • juice of 1/2 a lemon
  • juice of 1/2 a lime

Directions: Place all the ingredients into a food processor and pulse until thoroughly mixed, scrapping the sides of the walls periodically. When finished you should have a fairly thick consistency, if not, add a couple of more dates. Once you have a thick consistency, using a spoon, dish out small dollops of the mixture onto a non-stick dehydrator sheet, you should be able to get about 24 shot blok size drops. Once you have the dollops on the sheet, wet your fingers and shape into squares as best you can.

After you have shaped your bloks, place in the dehydrator at around 110 degrees for 12-20 hours. I pulled mine out at around 12 for my morning run, they probably could have been left in a lot longer. These should keep well for several days, but I recommend using them as soon as possible, so if you are not going to use all of them in a few days I would cut the recipe in half.




Hill country runs, slab climbs and crack

Posted on February 19th, 2010

Thai seconds the second pitch of Boston - Kracken on the Cheap Wine Wall at Enchanted Rock.

I was itching to get back out on the rock. Even though I had already been climbing outside three times this year before this trip, I was still antsy to get some lead climbing in on long run-out slab. Enchanted Rock is well known for its quality bouldering, stellar crack climbs and long slab climbs on the backside of the dome. E-Rock as climbers often call it is by far my favorite place to climb in Texas. Located just west of Austin in the Texas Hill Country, this giant mound of granite sort of pops out of nowhere and begs to be climbed.

As the weekend got closer I became inspired to register for another half-marathon, so getting a long run in that weekend was going to be important. I had worked in long runs on climbing trips before, last one I had done was about 10 miles, requiring me to wake up at 6 a.m. so that I could run, eat breakfast and still meet the group in time to head out to the climbing area. I really didn’t like waking up that early on the camping trip and I figured this time was going to be even harder since the weather was calling for temperatures in the low thirties. But on the way there, I got a bright idea – why not run that night. There was going to be a clear sky, which meant a night run would be really enjoyable.

So, upon arriving I quickly threw up my tent, grabbed my bag got into my tent, threw on my running cloths and grabbed my headlamp and iPhone. I thought about running the trails, but figured running along the road outside the park might be safer. As I began my run, I realized it was going to be a tougher run than I thought. There were hills – lots of them. I didn’t remember it being quite as bad driving in.

But, not to long into the run I stopped noticing the hills and I even decided to turn off my headphones. I thought to myself, why in the world am I listening to music when I’m out in nature under a gorgeous star lit sky? After turning off the music I could hear the sounds of animals moving in the woods on both sides of me, I could hear the crickets chirping, the bullfrogs groaning and the sound of my feet against the pavement.

My goal was to run about nine miles with a pace of at least 8:30, so I was still paying pretty close attention to my RunKeeper app, but around mile four the data all went to zeros except for the distance. I briefly stopped, hoping the data would return so I could force myself to run a good pace, but nothing was returning. This was a blessing though – I shoved the iPhone into my pocket and just kept running, enjoying it for all that it was.

I found myself staring up into the night sky for most of the run after that. I actually had a sore neck the next morning from it. The sky was also so bright I ran almost the entire run with my headlamp turned off. The only time I turned it on was to alert oncoming cars of my presence. Before I hit the 4.5 mile mark I was probably passed by a total of five or six cars, but on the return trip, I was all alone; just me, the road, nature and the sound of my breathing. It was euphoric! A couple times I even teared up just because I was so in love with the moment God was allowing me to enjoy; it was beautiful.

Once I arrived back into the campground all the data in my RunKeeper had returned. I didn’t run the 8:30 minute mile I had hoped, but I knew I hadn’t. I didn’t care either I had just experienced the most enjoyable run yet. I’m sure there will be more, but this one has been the best thus far.

The Climbs

Heather, ready to go bouldering was given the nick name Smurfette.

Heather all ready to go bouldering. She earned the nick name Smurfette that morning.

The next morning I was really thankful I had decided to run that evening. As I began waking up I could just feel the cold air outside and was glad I could just lay there in my sleeping bag and wait until I heard other people outside the tent getting ready to head out to the climbs.

After waking up it took everybody a couple hours to get their stuff together, eat, warm up by the fire and be ready to go. Everybody took their time, which often irritates my because I am always so anxious to get as much climbing in as possible, but it wasn’t bothering me at all that day. Myself and my climbing partner for the day along with a group that was bouldering were there first to leave camp.  Thai and I arrived at Turkey Peak and had the climbing all to ourselves.

The first climb of the day as Butterball, a 5.8 sport climb on the far end of a granite slope. The first moves getting onto the climb are the scariest, because if you fall you are likely to slide down the granite slope if your belayer isn’t doing a really good job. I took the lead on the climb and was about half way up the route when the rest of the group showed up. By the time I had finished Stan had scrambled up an easy 5.4 ramp to set up the other two climbs on top-rope. After lowering off Thai went up the route next and then we enjoyed watching others climb on top-rope for a while. We waited until about half of the group had a chance to climb before we jumped on the routes. After finishing Turkey Hooks (5.8) and Butter Fingers (5.9) we decided to head to the Backside Cheap Wine Wall for some multi-pitch slab climbing.

Once at the bottom of the climb Thai and I inspected a couple of different lines. I was excited to climb 5.7 Boston, but the run out to the first piece of protection was pretty far so I thought about doing another climb just to the right that had a bolt half way up the slab before an overhanging lip you have to surmount to obtain the upper portion of the slab. Seeing as how the upper portion of the second pitch contained a long run out I might as well stick to the route I had planned on climbing.

Thai arrives at at the belay station for the second pitch of Boston.

After moving past my first piece of protection I put in a couple piece of gear in a notch on an overhang and pulled up onto the upper slab. Once here I found myself in an interesting situation. I knew the line I was supposed to be climbing was protected with a couple of bolts, but I couldn’t find the line at all, so rather than wander off into the unknown I stepped right and joined up with Kracken, another 5.7 climb that joins the same belay as Boston. From this point on up to the belay station was fairly easy. I only placed one supplemental piece of protection between bolts to reduce the run out.

Once I had my anchor set up I belayed Thai up to the belay station known as Beer Can Alley. Appropriately named too, as there was an empty Lone Star beer can lying next to a boulder. This seems to be the typical beer choice of Austin climbers that frequent Enchanted Rock.  The second pitch of the climb followed a large flake up and right to meet up with easy 5.6 slab that runs to the top anchors. Once here I thought I would easily romp up to the top, but I lost my nerve. Just one year ago I was one climb over and made the long run out romp to the top, but this time I wasn’t feeling it. At first I ignored that voice in my head and just told myself I need to get it done. I began slowly making my way up the slab but stopped about 10-15 feet from the top of the flake.

Me at the first pitch belay station. This was the day before I trimmed the beard.

It was then that caution kicked in and I began down climbing back to the top of the flake and then back down to the belay station.  At this point we decided to just return to the base of the climb and move on to the next climb. However, we had one small problem. Thai had forgot to bring the second rope up with him. So not knowing if our rope was going to reach the ground we began making our decent, Thai going first. Soon after leaving the perch I hear Thai yell, “off rappel”.  Our rope just barely reached the base of the climb; thankfully Thai’s rope was a 70-meter rather than the typical 60-meter rop most climbers carry.

After this we decided to move on to a swooshing crack climb called Sweat (5.7). Upon reaching the climb we found another group of climbers already on the route, so we decided to wait it out and fuel up on some food. After eating and chatting with the other climbers, they suggested we top out on the backside of the dome and walk off the front instead of walking the long way around. Thai and I both thought this was a good idea, so we packed up our bags, leaving out only the necessary gear to climb.

After we were geared up and ready to go I started making the first moves on the climb, reached up to place my first piece of gear and slipped back to the base of the climb. It was going to be impossible for me to climb this crack in a full pack, so we opted to move one climb over to an easier climb to finish out the day. The other group of climbers we had talked to was finishing up on the climb, so we had to wait a few more minutes.

We didn’t have to wait long though and quickly found ourselves at the top of the climb. We had to make one more short pitch to level ground before we could walk off the backside. It was easy going though and we both made it to the top well before the sun had set. As we walked off the top of the dome, we saw a group of people with sleeping bags that appeared to be making camp for the night. I guess they didn’t know that camping was not allowed on top of the dome, but they could have just ignored it as well. Either way, they were going to be in for a cold windy night.

So, all together it was a great day of climbing. After everybody made it back to camp we all pilled into cars and headed into town to grab some dinner. Now, I am not really one to like going into town to eat; to me it takes a way from the whole experience. I would much prefer to stay in camp and eat dinner, but when the entire group heads to town I go as well so I’m not the only one in camp, because the flip side of this is that part of the climbing experience is bonding with fellow climbers, and that is something I don’t want to miss out on.

Fellow Texas Mountaineer Members on the Devils Slide area.

The second day of climbing was really pretty chill. I set up a top rope on Texas Tree Treesent a 5.8 crack climb that completely shut me down a year ago. I struggled through it a bit this time too, but finished it on lead. After that I hung out with Ryan and Jackie and helped them practice their trad climbing and watched them build an anchor to double check the set-up. The second day of climbing is usually always relaxing and laid back, but they can get a bit epic as well, this trip was for the most part epic free. I don’t consider backing down off a route epic. Now, had I made my way half way up and chickened out having to be rescued… that would be epic.

Jackie and Ryan toped out on an easy unnamed crack in the Kingdom of Zilch area.

Dan prepares to rappel back down the climb he just lead on the anchor that Jackie and Ryan build. Dan, your a brave man!




Cowtown goal, and Enchanted Rock

Posted on February 5th, 2010

A climber on Orange Peel (5.10) during the 2007 Granite Gripper in Enchanted Rock State Park. E-Rock is my favorite place to climb in Texas.

I have had a goal to blog more this year, but so far I have not been successful at that. In fact, I may be blogging less. I really do hope that starts to change. I have several ideas rattling around in my head, one of which is currently in progress; it’s going to be about where Texans climb. There are a lot more locations than people might think.

Anyway, I have already mentioned I am registered to run the Cowtown at the end of the month, and this time I have a pretty lofty time goal. I want to run the race in 1:45 – 1:50, but after calculating the pace I would need to meet that goal I am skeptical I can meet the 1:45 goal, but 1:50 will definitely be attainable. For the 1:45 I would need to run 8 minute miles, but for a time of 1:50, I only need to run 8:23 minute miles. Seeing how my race pace is faster than my training pace I think this will be attainable.

Lately my training runs have been in the 8:19 – 8:50 minute mile range. Granted these runs are way shorter than 13.1 miles. When I ran the 8 mile Turkey Trot I was averaging over 9 minute miles and ran an 8:45 minute mile. The same was true for the White Rock Half Marathon; during training I was running no faster than 9:15 (except for a hand full of shorter runs) and finished with a 9 minute mile.

Once the adrenaline kicks on during the race you are able to perform at a much higher level. My raw food intake is also a lot higher on the days leading up to the race. I think this plays a huge factor in the better performance. So, it should be interesting to see how well I do this time around.

This weekend I will be climbing in Enchanted Rock, but still plan on getting a long run in. Last year when training for the White Rock I ran 9 miles one morning before heading out to teach a beginners climbing clinic and do a bit of climbing myself. So, I will either get my run in this evening when I arrive at the Park or tomorrow morning before heading out to the rock. I think I will most likely run this evening so I don’t have to wake up super early. Just hoping I have some daylight left when I arrive and clear skies so I can enjoy the scenic landscape.

A climber works a boulder problem during the 2007 Granite Gripper in Enchanted Rock State Park.