This weekend, Brad and Mr. Mud hiked around some crags, and with the addition of Joel, they also did some trailwork and brush cleaning. I
rode my bike over Sonora Pass on Saturday (and got stormed on), and on Sunday, I hooked up with Munge for some climbing. Knowing that thunderstorm was still a possibility, Munge chose a formation in the Chipmunk Flat general area for its proximity to the road.
Munge led me up a 5.6 crack and then set up a top rope on a 10c called Run Like Hell. It was a face climb. It took me a while to do that route because I was at first having a hard time seeing any holds and then having a hard time trusting them. Munge just cruised up. Very impressive! But before he reached the top, we were just commenting on how nice it was that the sun was behind the clouds and the temperature was perfect. Suddenly, lightening stuck above us and a dark patch of clouds peeked over the cliff like a monster and spit on us. I lowered him. We left the anchor and threw everything else in our packs and ran down to the truck. I didn’t ask myself what the rush was, but really, we were pretty much drenched by the time we reached the car anyway even though it was not too far away; we could have just walked slowly and the result would have been the same.
The storm passed us after 20 minutes or so, and then it was gorgeous again.
It was nice when we arrived.
Then it clouded up.
And a bit more.
Then it poured.
It didn't take too long for it to be nice again.
The little climbing we did reminded me how fun climbing was. I really should do more of it soon...
