I may have been supposed to be studying for my board exam. But instead, I was climbing in Squamish, a little gem of a town 45 minutes north of Vancouver. Known for being the windsurfing capital of the world and for having amazing rock climbing, the beautiful town somehow has minimal tourists to override its beauty. Maybe its because the sports Squamish is famous for aren't do-able by your typical fat tourist. Either way, it was amazing. Joel and I met our friends Danielle and EZ, who drove up from Colorado.
The Chief is a huge, 1000 foot cliff the overlooks the town. Joel and I climbed the Grand Wall, an 8 or so pitch climb up the middle of it. It was some of my first trad climbing and the exposure was quite daunting. But it was amazing, especially for an adrenaline junkie like me.
Danielle looking swoll on Home Boy, V6.
Me leading my very first trad climb. For the non-climber, that is where you have to place gear on your way up and trust that if you fell it would not pop out. I haven't fallen yet, so I haven't had the nerve-racking experience of learning by trial and error just how good my placements are.
Joel climbing a famous boulder problem also known as "Back Door," needless to say why.
Danielle, EZ and their spunky pooch, Peanut.
EZ on his project, the Egg, which he made short work of CRUSHING on this trip.
Me on "The Cutting Edge."
Our campsite, nestled in a beautiful rainforest at the base of an amazing granite behemoth, overlooking the Howe sound. All in all, we had an amazing trip.
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