The missus got Thanksgiving Friday off at the last minute which meant we had a small window to plan a little getaway. Unfortunately it did not leave us with enough time to plan a getaway to visit family anywhere but it did provide us with a 4 day mini break. We decided to rent a mini-van and head south to try and chase the sun.
Destination: St George in Southern Utah. As soon as the wifer wrapped up work on Wednesday, we loaded up in the car and started the 11 hour trek down to Souther Utah. The intent was to get a good push in on Wednesday night, leaving us with a manageable drive on Thursday. We made it as far as Orem and pulled over to catch some zzzzz's late Wednesday night. We got up early and got behind the wheel once again, arriving in St. George around midday on Thursday.
The plan was to do a little climbing and riding over the next couple days. Fortunately the weather played nice and we had blue skies and warm temps. The temps hit the upper 60's on Thanksgiving day and we all got out into the Red Cliffs recreation area in St George to play on some rock. We ended up at Turtle rock which was a crag a little further away from the first pullout that can be a little bit of a circus thanks to the short approach and easy access to climbing.
We hiked the mile or so over to the crag and then roped up and proceeded to get utterly humbled as basked in the sun and got put in our place after not climbing for over 3 yrs. It was still good to be out climbing but it was a reality check of just how out of climbing shape we are. My forearms got their pump on quickly and lasted all of 4 short climbs!
It was perhaps one of the most humbling climbing days I have ever had but it was probably a good reality check of what happens when you don't do a sport for 3+ yrs...the ego was bruised - well, actually, the ego is still bruised! It was still good to be out pulling on rock and try to get back in the right head space. The dogs had a great time and we had some really awesome weather.
Let the spank fest begin! Warm up route:
crag dog:
even Otis got in on what being a crag dog is all about...notice the black basalt rock behind Otis - red sand stone mixed in with basalt...a very crazy geology in the area....very cool
coming to terms with starting over from the climbing strength department:
an arch off in the distance
heading back to the car after being spanked and beaten, with my tail between my legs.....
Destination: St George in Southern Utah. As soon as the wifer wrapped up work on Wednesday, we loaded up in the car and started the 11 hour trek down to Souther Utah. The intent was to get a good push in on Wednesday night, leaving us with a manageable drive on Thursday. We made it as far as Orem and pulled over to catch some zzzzz's late Wednesday night. We got up early and got behind the wheel once again, arriving in St. George around midday on Thursday.
The plan was to do a little climbing and riding over the next couple days. Fortunately the weather played nice and we had blue skies and warm temps. The temps hit the upper 60's on Thanksgiving day and we all got out into the Red Cliffs recreation area in St George to play on some rock. We ended up at Turtle rock which was a crag a little further away from the first pullout that can be a little bit of a circus thanks to the short approach and easy access to climbing.
We hiked the mile or so over to the crag and then roped up and proceeded to get utterly humbled as basked in the sun and got put in our place after not climbing for over 3 yrs. It was still good to be out climbing but it was a reality check of just how out of climbing shape we are. My forearms got their pump on quickly and lasted all of 4 short climbs!
It was perhaps one of the most humbling climbing days I have ever had but it was probably a good reality check of what happens when you don't do a sport for 3+ yrs...the ego was bruised - well, actually, the ego is still bruised! It was still good to be out pulling on rock and try to get back in the right head space. The dogs had a great time and we had some really awesome weather.
Let the spank fest begin! Warm up route:
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