Tidal Waves

"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds."

Edward Abbey

The forecast for Squamish is bleak, i guess. Last night Tim stopped by and informed me that a tidal wave of rain if about to hit Squamish.

"But muscle through if you can. There is always something dry to climb" he positively suggested.

True, there is always something dry to climb. This morning i went back out to work on some projects but everything was soaked through already. One night of heavy rain. Makes for good sleeping and lazy days but not enough climbing for sure. Always make do though.

The last couple of days have been sunny and beautiful - we've been lucky. Received a new Organic pad and brought it out yesterday to Gibbs cave and into the forest. Awesome. A full pad - rad colors and super foam. The more i use Organic pads the more of a loyal fan i am. Their product is straight dope. Light pads yet built like a tank. Fine stitching and really easy to latch up. Throw and go. Thanks Josh - keep it up! Makes falling definitely more comfy.

Have been heading out to Gibbs every morning to work on projects there. I often enjoy the rigors of overhanging problems more then technical face climbs. Granite here enables a fine mixture of the two. The climbs can be thuggy but there is always a fine necessity for balance, footwork, subtlety, and patience. nothing comes quick. Its an awesome challenge, especially on more strenuous climbs. When pebbles become giant footholds its hard granite climbing time.

As the seasons shift the climbing areas have become much more quiet. Makes one realise just how busy summer is here. With the intro of Fall - the fog, the rain, the cooler temperatures - the number of active climbers dwindles down to a handful. Its super peaceful and encouraging. Last night we sat out by the river around a fire and watched the clouds roll in over a full moon sky after a long day of bouldering at The Chief. Getting cold, everyone tired yet still psyched. Marsh mellows and stories. Thanks To.

Hopefully the sun returns tomorrow and back to rock climbing.