Creek-end

I got to meet up with pk and tb (the gruesome twosome) for some birthday weekend sending. Unfortunately a blower snowstorm cut the crush-fest a little short, but it was a good appetizer for a longer spring trip to come.

Images:

Trevor christens his sweet new line (seen below) with some dremmel work.

The birthday boy is psyched on the bio-turb wall...he'll be back for what looks to be a historic send?

Another beautiful new line at the bio wall...pk works the speed aid technique in magic light. 

I never get tired of this place, with the varied and physical climbing and soaring landscapes of stone, desert and sky.

Moonrise sunset greeted my drive home through the lonesome Wyoming prairie.

High pressure, low danger, terrible snow....Jackson, WY

Beautiful views

The snow looked good, but it wasn't

Wicked icy conditions. I cramponed down the whole thing (still fun)

Super cool to be in that crazy conglomerate amphitheater! Reminded my of Hyalite

30 Bulls

catch a wave...

....with some help from my buddies in the Allman Brothers Band

WY sessions

Little tardy on this post, but...Over the fall I was blessed with some good times with great friends in the great state of Wyoming! (and the kinda great state of Colorado)...I've always loved visiting the cowboy state, with it's amazing and desolate landscape... one day sessions abounded at the South Platte, Eldo, Vedauwoo, Devils Tower  and Tensleep.

My engineering training has taught me that cement undergoes strength retrogression in high temperature conditions....unfortunately the same thing happens to climbers under aging, busy-engineer conditions. I took lots of pictures and did lots of belay duty on my travels:

The Voo

Tevor getting up in it on Middle Parallel Space (.9)

Nick on The Grand Traverse (Vedauwoo version)

Ethan lookin solid on The Great White Behemoth (.12)

 Annie psyched on dolomite

Trevor crushing his inner demons in the Denver area

Pat going for a ride

My favorite image from the sessions

D-Tow

MJ psyched on the tower

My hands hurt after a near send (ya right!) of Mr. Clean (.11)

Winter came quickly and I did some unsuccessful hunting and skiing in the bridgers....Summer will be back soon enough.

Full Swing

Winter is here, and conditions are just great.... Bridger Bowl opens for shred-business tomorrow. The stoke is high.

Images:

 Meadow skippin fun

 GB blows her ears back!

 snAlex rips!

 Dave the Wave schmears!

The time is here, too bad I wont return to sw mt til january. have fun out there

Phat-irons

Hanging out in Boulder is super crunchy...right when I dropped into the valley from Denver today "Scarlet Begonias" started coming thru the radio. I was psyched and stepped on the gas, waving goodbye to all the little eichmanns on I-25....grateful to be in an awesome climbing spot, and dead set on soloing some of the moderate classics. 

                                           Paragliders buzzed us on the route. They had a great flight

 Soloing the third flatiron. Can you say "jugs"?

Climber topping out the second flatiron

The awesome third flatiron. The standard route goes right up under the C in the CU painted on the face. Incredible rock...this face has thousands of holds, and nearly every one is bomber!

I blitzed a few routes and hi tailed it back to Denver, just as "Ripple" started playing thru the radio. Crunch-tastic...

Williston, ND (expand your mind, your gut will follow...)

Many of you may know that I have relocated to the oil boom town of Williston, North Dakota. I am working for an oilfield service company that you have probably heard of, and things are going well. The town is a pretty average place in the beautiful high prairie, but it did take some adjustment coming from the Land of the Ice and Snow. To fit in with the influx of roughneck rig hands, I was immediately issued a tribal band tattoo, sleeveless no fear hoody (reveals the tat), and camo rimmed 90's era foakleys (reflective). My gut expansion program (GEP) is going well...I have been able to mix gas station coffee with with the mandatory nacho cheese drip to improve viscosity and absorption qualities. Other engineering innovations will soon follow. My facial hair already grows into a natural goatee, so that is good.

Now that I have the proper look nailed, its time to loose the mountain bro-speak that I have become accustomed to. What I have always known to be a girth hitch is now a "choke hold"and carabiners are, of course, "lifting clips." Slings are still "slings" but they now support many more orders of magnitude of mass, and are much more sun bleached and corroded.

In all seriousness, it is great to do some hard work and make a little money after 12 years of scraping by. No more living off dumpster diving and deer tendons, although I will always look back on those times with a giant smile. I'm on a gravy train with biscuit wheels, which helps with my GEP. Today I swung the Hammer of the Gods under the blazing sun, and it occurred to me that I am controlling the means of production. We are Your Overlords. Ayeeeyaaaaaa!