Lessons in Sandstone and Subarus
Originally posted on April 5, 2017
I’ve been “homeless” for 216 days and life feels OK. The start to 2017 gave way to new places, new friends, and interesting projects. The biggest reward for life on the road has been the freedom and flexibility to make spur of the moment decisions, and the opportunities that present themselves when you least expect it.
I spent a few weeks producing a film in Boulder, CO at the beginning of the year, jumped to New Hampshire for a month to ice climb, hit up the Women’s Climbing festival in Bishop, CA, drove back to Colorado to produce another project, and then hit the road for Moab, UT with my sister and best friend for a month of climbing in the desert.
Though I’ve taken countless trips to the Moab area over the last six years, this was the first time that I gave myself a few weeks to just climb, live, take photographs, and settle into the climbing groove. Similar to my season in Yosemite last fall, I welcomed desert life and reconnected with other “on-the-road-ers” that I’ve met over the last eight months and quickly reacquainted myself with that cozy Subaru life.
A big goal of mine this year is to become more comfortable leading harder trad. One of the biggest things I’ve been trying to work on is to stop apologizing for climbing at my current level, and to instead be proud of the progress I’m making. So, I set a goal to onsight 5.11 within the calendar year, something that felt within reach with the help of some extra mileage and a stronger head game.
In the beginning, it was hard to stay motivated with my goal, particularly because I was only climbing with a crew that warmed up on my projects. But by the end of week two, I sent my first 5.11- and I was psyched. I feel stronger, smarter, and more confident, and I’m looking forward to the next chance I have to finally push past my original goal.
I don’t have much else to say, so I’ll let the rest of my photos do the talking.