I haven’t posted in a while, and I need to catch up. A lot has happened in the past few months. However, I’ll catch up later. I’m going to write about this past week.
I’ve been trying to get Tyler to come visit me for almost 3 years. Well, this past week, he did. Right when he stepped off the plane, we went to REI, got him some climbing shoes, and went climbing up in American Fork. We only got 1 climb in before lightning moved in, but it was a good time. We went back the next day. Ty learned how to lead belay, and we did some swimming.
We did a bit around Salt Lake. We went slacklining, swimming, hit up the flow rider, and Ty did a paragliding intro lesson with Jonathan! After a couple of days, we decided to head down to Moab, the adventure capital of Utah!
Right off the bad we did some climbing at the Ice Cream parlor, and Ty did his first lead climb (5.7). My friend Jill just moved to Moab, so we hung out with her some too. I took Ty to Welchmans, setup the rappell, and let him go over the edge and rap 200′ down. Once he got about half way down, I jumped, then waited for him to get down. We hiked out, and he did another one. We did some swimming at Mill Creek, and jumped off the rocks.
We decided we wanted to spend some time up in the mountains. I took him up to camp at Warner Campground, right below The Gold Knob. We setup camp, met the camp host, then did some climbing at Mill Creek. Ty led a 5.8 there, and cleaned/rapped down himself!!
After returning to the campsite, the camp host came to hang out for a bit. He was 62 years old, had a dog Missy liked, and seemed to be a nice guy. After a while, he started making really creep comments, and started to become really “touchy feely”. His “creepiness” kept increasing, and I quickly became very uncomfortable. After him trying to take us to the meadow to look at the starts, and him trying to get us to take shots of tequilla in his van, we finally got rid of him for the night.
We both agreed that it was extremely creepy, and that we were both creeped out. We decided to leave all of our gear, and get out of there as fast as possible. We quickly grabbed our sleeping bags/pillows, and left everything else (tent/food/cooking equiptment/fire/etc). We hustled back to Moab, and slept on picnic tables at slickrock campground.
We got up early the next morning, took down camp, and moved to Ouwa Lake (about 5 miles south of the campground we were at). We re-setup camp, then headed back to town to pickup our raft.
Patrick, Missy, Tyler, Mary & I went rafting down the daily. It was fairly uneventful until we reached the last rapid, White’s Rapid. Long story short, we taco’d the boat, and all of us ate it. After doing a front flip under water, I surfaced, swam to Missy, and floated the rest of it holding her. We all got back in the boat, made it to the take out, and got out of there! All in all, we collectively lost $500+ worth of gear in the flip!
Ty got some pretty bad poison ivy or poison oak, so we headed home a day early. He had a blast, and is flying out today!
I’m going to try to post more often!