We headed up to Grassi Lakes yesterday, with a 10 minute drive and 5 minute hike in, woe is us with our inconveniently far away climbing. It was my first time on rock in over two years, and it’s been closer to three years since I’ve climbed regularly outdoors. I remembered how to put my harness on though, and we just stuck to the easy wall. I almost wonder if I would have been better off jumping on something harder, so I could be so distracted by the fiendishly difficult climbing and forget how scary it is re-adjusting to lead climbing again. That plan probably wouldn’t work though, I’d just be exhausted AND terrified.
It was a nice day, apart from the rain. It can’t seem to stop itself from turning up at least once a day to taunt us. And we had to hike through a pile of snow to get down to the crag. There were hoards of chipmunks and golden-mantled ground squirrels though. And it was warm enough on the rock.
Finn ate his first rock, and had fun crawling around in the dirt and playing with my Nalgene bottle. He’ll be a fully qualified cragbaby in no time at this rate.