I love short spontaneous trips, which is why I was psyched when we decided to take a quick two-day trip to the Red just before heading out to Vegas for the 2012 Red Rock Rendezvous. It’s been a long time since I’ve spent time in the Red –since fall 2010, I’ve spent a day or two in the spring 2011, which was met by very unpleasant bouts of hail, and five days last October in sweltering temps in the pseudo “fall” month. The Red is like my second home, and while I haven’t spent much time there in the past two years, I do miss it ALL THE TIME.
After leaving, we headed back to Chatty for a day then out to Vegas for the Red Rock Rendezvous. It’s been a couple of years since I’ve been to this event, but it still has the same energy. The weather was, thankfully, nice this year. With just a bit of wind on Sunday.
I taught a sport climbing clinic for Black Diamond on Saturday and got to hang with the BD crew, like B-Rad with his bottomless well of stoke and Eddie-the-closet-badass-Whittemore, a former Southeasterner himself. I saw lots of friends, drank some delicious New Belgium beer (and attended a beer tasting) and partook in the many festivities. If you’re ever out in Vegas in March, check out the event. It’s a great way to be a part of the climbing community.
While the trip was short with only a couple of days of climbing, it was well worth it. I’ve forgotten how much I love the desert. It’s been a few years since I’ve been there. The wide open skies are so drastically different from those in Chattanooga, where you feel hunkered down below a canopy of green.
But now it’s back to the Southeast and the best sandstone in the country. We arrived late last night and upon returning to Chattanooga, I found my raised bed garden overtaken by giant human-sized weeds that have sprouted out of no where. Summer it seems has sprung.