Climb Time: Vegas is Hell
Work's been mental so lording has been slow but I managed to get some time off and finagled a trip to Red Rock in Nevada. I've been struggling with the mental aspects of climbing lately so I planned a very mellow itinerary that featured long routes but 0 stress to remind myself a) that I actually do like climbing and b) WHY I like it. Our 'menu' was Birdland 5.7+ and Solar Slab 5.6, two classic trade routes that usually guarantee a conga line. With little ambition to push the limits, Trevor and I were down to wait around if we needed to and just have a nice relaxing adventure in the sun. So we headed out towards Vegas on Thursday night after I wrapped work and got as far as Primm, NV. Not much to say about Primm other than: "bleak". It used to be known as State Line, was established around a gas station - since replaced by cardboard casinos - and exists solely to cater to gamblers, jonesing so hard for a game that they can't wait to get to Vegas which i...