Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Mexico

Here's a quick and belated post about my recent trip to Mexico.  This was my 8th (I think) trip to Potrero Chico and I still like the place.  While the climbing itself isn't world class (in my opinion), the people, the ease, the food, the cost, all combine for a great overall experience.  My friend Vinod from Houston, also a Potrero veteran, met me down there.

View from the doorway of my room in the morning.
Before I left I had several people make comments such as "You're going to Mexico now?  Are you nuts?"  The current drug-related violence is certainly a real issue in many areas of Mexico and I was cognizant of this while planning the trip.  After communicating with some people around Monterrey and the climbing areas, I was confident that Hidalgo (the small town nearby) and the Potrero itself would be safe.  I'm happy to report that all is well in this area.  I never felt anything was amiss, noticed nothing sketchy whatsoever, and, to put it bluntly, would go back anytime.  If you've never been, the easiest logistics is to fly into Monterrey and take a 45min shuttle to the Potrero.  The Monterrey airport isn't in the city proper so you're able to avoid urban areas in transit.

The drug violence in Mexico has mixed implications for climbers.  On the plus side, the crowds in the Potrero were greatly reduced.  There were many days that we saw no one on any of the long routes that are usually flooded with climbers.  The flipside to this is partner finding may be slightly more difficult (although not impossible) if traveling alone.  I feel the real victim of the drug wars are the local Mexican entrepreneurs who have worked to build a living off climbers.  They have built campgrounds, casitas, restaurants and now have much fewer paying guests through no fault of their own.  I see this having long-term implications as fewer people could lead to either higher prices or places going out of business. With higher prices and/or fewer facilities, less people will come.  I hope this doesn't occur as I really like the people who run the Posada and Checos Restaurant.

On a more positive note, we had a blast.  We mixed up a few multipitch routes with some single pitch cragging in lots of different sectors.  The weather was too warm (for me) to climb in the sun so we avoided the Outrage and Mileski/Pride walls and concentrated on the shadier walls.

Outrage Wall (lower right) baking in the sun.
 
My main goal for the trip was Big Blue, a single pitch tufa and pocket route that I had tried twice last trip.  I had quite an epic time with this route, falling off the last move 9 times before sticking it on the next to last day.  It had been a long time since I had really thrown myself at a project and clipping the chains really felt good!

"Borrowed" shot of Big Blue

Vinod and I also did some hiking and exploring, looking for new walls and routes.  We hiked to the back end of Los Lobos Canyon where a small wall with tufas and flowstone has only one route.  Several more good looking routes await someone willing to slog up to the back end of the canyon.

I also hiked into the back of the Potrero to check out some of the walls not visible from the main areas.  I was able to find a great looking wall with no routes and lots of potential.  The hike from the arroyo will probably take about 45min to an hour with a good trail.

View from the Arroyo.  The wall is several hundred feet tall.
The Main Wall.  Note the palm tree in the upper right for a sense of scale.

Closer view of the center right of the wall.  Tufas and pockets.

Far right of the main wall.


Left side of the main wall.  Big huecos, pockets, and tufa systems.

An evening view from the back of the Potrero.  Notice the Spires at the bottom of the photo for a sense of scale.  The Sense of Religion wall is on the right (Mota to Mileski and beyond) while the Outrage and Time Wave Zero are on the left.

As I came home with Pesos in my pocket, I guess I'll have to go back!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

On Peaks and Valleys

I’m sitting here in an airport bar, drinking a beer and waiting to board a flight to Mexico.  Lately I’ve been thinking about a questions that comes to my mind every so often, namely why do we as climbers have noticeable peaks and valleys in our climbing abilities?  I’m not concerned about day to day fluctuations that could be attributed to many different factors such as what you ate that day, how much sleep you got the night before, stress at work or home, etc.  Instead, I want to examine what occurs over the course of a climbing season or longer.  My thoughts are centered on sport climbers as that’s primarily what I do but I imagine some of my conclusions will apply to boulderers and even trad climbers who push themselves to climb at their limit.

To try to answer this query, let’s look at  my personal performances this past fall.  In relative terms, I climbed very well, probably the best that I ever have for an extended period of time.  The beginning of the season marked the best combination of concurrent endurance and power that I’ve managed to put together.  As a result, throughout the season many routes in the grade range that are difficult for me were completed, all in one to four tries.  Fast forward to Thanksgiving weekend and guess what happened.  I climbed terribly, feeling weak physically and mentally.  This is not the first time that this has happened to me.  It seems every year or sometimes every  season I have a nice peak followed by the inevitably valley.  Talking with other climbers who enjoy pushing themselves and climbing at their limits and it seems that I’m not alone.  Most climbers relate experiencing highs and lows, some more often than others, but almost universally the difference between the highs and lows are dramatic

These periodic occurrences lead to the obvious glaring question of why?  What do we do in a positive sense to climb so well and what happens to end the string of successes?  To answer this questions I’ll again return to my own climbing life, mining my recent climbing experiences in an attempt to find some clues to my personal climbing success and to identify some nasty pitfalls so that I and others might avoid them in the future. 

First off, let’s talk success.  What happened to allow me to climb as well or better than ever before?  The standard answer:  I got stronger.  While this is probably true, it’s really a useless statement for this discussion as “getting stronger” in climbing terms is incredibly vague.  So what really happened?  After returning from Spain in early July I was relatively heavy, weak from climbing on too many juggy tufas, and burned out mentally.  The weather was super hot, I was tired of being away from Theresa and the girls, basically I needed a vacation from my vacation.  So I moved indoors, spending a lot of time at Stone Summit, Atlanta’s new mega-gym.  Climbing indoors, in the air conditioning with friends who were also hiding from the heat, was just what I needed.  While we had fun pulling on plastic, we also climbed hard with 6 hour or longer gym sessions the norm.  These long sessions, working to failure of both skin and muscles, were commonplace this Summer as there was no need to leave anything in the tank.  Over time I saw my endurance rise as well as my steep, positive hold power. 

The steep, endurance-oriented routes at Stone Summit also improved an aspect of sport climbing with both physical and mental factors, namely the ability to climb while very pumped.  The physical aspects are physiological adaptations that allow muscles to deal with lactic acid, both in the ability to better remove it from the muscles being stressed (flush it out) as well as improving muscles’ tolerance to perform in the presence of lactic acid.  These physical adaptations occurred from a repeated stressing of the forearms by getting crazy pumped over and over.

The mental side of climbing while pumped (different than pump management) is quite simple in principle: A climber can usually continue climbing a lot longer while pumped than he or she wants to.  One of the aspects that separates elite sport climbers from those getting their feet wet is the mental fortitude to push on while pumped.  I’ve seen the term “dangerously pumped” used many times when describing this situation but I for one greatly dislike it.  In the realm of sport climbing, not only is falling an option, it’s a fairly common occurrence that, under most circumstance, is quite safe.  The “dangerous” part is actually just hyperbole, an attempt to exaggerate what we’re doing.  For many climbers continuing on while pumped, pushing higher instead of hanging or yelling take, involves getting out of one’s comfort zone and overcoming some (usually) irrational fears.  Arno Ilgner’s excellent Warrior’s Way books and courses are a valuable source of information on this topic and are highly recommended.  While training this Summer, by repeatedly getting pumped and learning to push on, my mental fortitude in dealing with being pumped (and sometimes failing) greatly increased.  This aspect of sport climbing is something I’ve rarely been able to work on in a gym (do to the size limitations of most gyms) and is perhaps the area I made the largest strides in while training this Summer. As it has carried over into climbing outside I’ve been learned to put it succinctly, “I’m pumped, so what”.

I also worked on my cardio fitness, losing a little weight and adjusting back to my usual diet here in America.  I find it much easier to plan and control my diet here versus Europe as I know more about the food here (and I’m less psyched to eat everything like I am in Europe).  Getting my weight down and my strength to weight ratio up made steep climbing much easier and more enjoyable.

Ok, the training season is over and climbing outside is back at the forefront.  What happened?  Initially I felt slightly out of my element, taking a little time adjusting to the smaller footholds and less giant jugs found on outside routes.  However, I quickly overcame this and saw rapid and marked success on routes both new and old.  In short, I felt strong and I felt fit.  I also felt like a better climber technically, using more subtle footwork to overcome obstacles instead of resorting to brute force.  I feel that this was due to a conscious focus on footwork while training this summer.

The season progressed with even better results than I had hoped.  I was able to climb many routes in one to four tries and repeated some old routes quite easily.  I worked quickly down my list of goals for the season with growing confidence.  I even tried two 13c routes, a grade that, even as recently as a couple of months prior, I had thought a season or two away.  And then, seemingly out of nowhere, it was over.  I felt weak and unmotivated, I was irritable at the crag because “I was climbing like S$!t”.  So what really happened?  There’s no simple answer, no magic bullet or piece of kryptonite, but I think I’ve pieced together a couple of factors, both mental and physical, that combined for the performance decline.

Let’s look at a psychological factor first.  As the season transitioned from Summer to Fall, my mental focus shifted into “send mode”.  With this came a change in the direction of my mental concentration and training focus from training to redpointing outside.  This wasn’t a conscious decision but a subtle shift that was unnoticed at the time but obvious as I look back.  What was the impact of this mental shift in my climbing both indoors and outside?  I was still going to the gym, training and trying to improve but my primary focus was climbing hard outside.  As I have a somewhat normal job, I was focusing on climbing well on the weekends.  This meant that I didn’t want to climb to failure during my late week gym sessions (see earlier comment about leaving something in the tank).  My weekend climbing, previously hard training sessions inside, became outside climbing trips.  These trips were initially very successful with many good sends both onsight and project oriented.  However, the amount of hard, resistive climbing that I did on an average weekend day outside was less than what I was doing previously on weekend training days indoors. 

What were the implications of these subtle changes?  On the positive side, my ability to read and move over real rock (subtly different than indoors on plastic) improved.  My ability to use bad footholds and recover on awkward rest spots improved as the season progressed.  With success my confidence both in onsighting and redpointing routes improved.  I think that a positive mental focus, something that is neglected by many climbers, is key to climbing at your limit.  As the season progressed my belief that I could do hard routes and do them quickly solidified and increased with success. 

So those are the positive changes, what about the negative trends, both physical and mental that occurred during the season?  Let’s look at the physical side of things first.  In terms of max recruitment (power), my strength decreased as the season progressed.  This is often the case during a sport climbing season as routes rarely have “at your limit” individual moves.  What may come as a surprise to some is that I feel that my endurance either remained at the same level or decreased throughout the season.  The reason behind both of these is simply a decrease in hard training.  Consider a day where you’re trying to send your project outside.  You warm up on a couple of routes that aren’t too difficult and then give your project two or three goes.  At this point it’s probably getting late, you may do one or two more routes at most but rarely are you doing the same volume of taxing climbing that you would do during a training session.  The result is a slow decrease in endurance or perhaps maintaining a given level.  The coupling of a constant or diminishing endurance level with a decrease in power will always lead to a decline in physical climbing ability.

On the psychological side, there are also changes that occur during a season.  Climbing at one’s limit is hard physically as well as mentally and emotionally.  Mentally one has to be motivated to give a maximum effort on every attempt which can be very difficult to sustain week in and week out.  On an emotional basis, hard climbing inherently means dealing with failure, sometimes a great deal of it.  Dealing with defeat, staying psyched and avoiding burnout can also be difficult to accept and build upon throughout the season. 

There can also be mental challenges dealing with success.  You put in the work, train hard, suffer mentally and physically, invest your time, money, emotions and then, low and behold, you send.  Success is sweet but oh so fleeting.  You move on to the next route but are you as hungry for this one as you were the last?  One can find his motivation to climb hard flagging as the season progresses even when success is encountered.  A sneaky hazard to success can also be weight gain.  You send and rightly reward yourself, cake, maybe ice cream, or both.  There’s certainly nothing wrong with this but too much success can lead to your weight inching slowly up.

What happened this past season in climbing for me?  I think all of these changes, some more than others, contributed to my decline in performance this past season.  My strength slowly decreased due to a lack of bouldering, my endurance stayed about constant, my technique improved a bit.  My confidence increased but over time I lost a little bit of the hunger, the desire to push myself.  In short, I burned out a bit.  With some burnout coupled with slightly decreased physical attributes, my performance decreased a bit.  With that my confidence eroded slightly and my burnout increased.

 So what’s the bottom line?  For me personally there’s always going to be peaks and valleys.  The goal is to sustain the peaks as long as possible and as high as possible while keeping the valleys shallow and brief.  The key here is to stay psyched, whether by taking breaks, climbing easier routes, changing styles (ie bouldering),  whatever you need so that you can have fun while climbing hard.  If you stay motivated the training and the sacrifices won’t seem so bad and the successes will taste so sweet.

Climb safe, climb hard, and have fun!

Monday, November 29, 2010

A Few Shots From the Red

Here are some shots that I took of Spencer and Deanna on Forearm Follies (12a) at Military Wall.  Enjoy!







Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Christmas in November....or....a New Toy

Theresa gave me one of my Christmas gifts early and I am stoked!
 
The Beast
 I've talked about getting a stand mixer several times but never taken the plunge.  Costco made the decision very easy by taking a good deal and then sweetening it by mailing out a $50 coupon. 

So what to do with the new toy?  I decided to avoid sweets and start with bread and tortillas.  I love fresh tortillas, both flour and corn.  More flavor, better texture, delicious.  I mixed up water, flour, baking powder, shortening (traditional tortillas usually add lard instead), and salt and rolled up individual, golf-ball sized bits of dough.  I rolled these out thin and cooked them in a large saute pan. 
The Results
The verdict?  Failure!  I made several and they all had problems:  Too thick, almost like an unleavened flatbread.  Too crispy (think stale tortillas).  Not crispy but still not very pliable.  These were the best of the batch, not too crispy where they could have been wrapped around filling but they still lacked the softness of a proper tortilla.  We tried them that night with pan seared jerk tuna soft tacos but the tortillas just didn't work (I had a back up plan of store bought;).  Even the crispy ones lacked the flavor of good tortillas so I have to grade this experiment a solid F.  After the fact I found a nice blog post here about making fresh flour tortillas that I may try later.

After the tortilla experiment I moved on to bread.  Warm fresh bread is one of the best things ever but I've never made it completely from scratch.  I decided to start with something easy, an Amish white bread, which is yeast, flour, sugar, salt, water, and a little bit of oil. 

My thoughts on bread making?  With the new mixer it's pretty painless.  It does almost all the kneading for you so the actual amount of time spent working is 10 minutes or so.  It does take a long time overall though, with two separate rising periods of an hour and half hour each.

The results?  Very very good.  The bread is a dense white bread, think sandwich bread but with more crumb and a nice crust.  It's slightly sweet which I really like and takes great by itself with butter or with other flavors.  I made a ham and cheese sandwich with the bread right out of the oven that was delicious, warm crusty bread with good sharp cheddar and a nice spicy mustard.  The sharpness of the cheddar, the kick of the mustard, and the sweetness of the bread played very well together.  We also used it last night as garlic bread with pasta that was also great.

Fresh From the Oven
So Good!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Vote Now, Vote Often

The Pepsi Refresh Project is underway and you can help climbing access in the Southeast by voting now!  The Southeastern Climbers Coalition (SCC) is applying for 250 thousand dollars in grant money to help secure access in Alabama and Tennessee.  Go here to see the SCCs entry video and to vote.  You're allowed to vote once a day via web and once a day by texting "104071" to the number 73774.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Happy Halloween

I hope everyone had a great halloween, we sure did!  All the families gathered at Theresa's sister's house for a super fun Halloween fiesta.  They go all out decorating their house and it always looks great.

This terrible picture doesn't do their house or the decorations justice but you get the idea.
It was fun to watch the little ones dress up and devour candy on one of the all-time great nights for kids.
Rachel in all her Halloween glory.
There were plenty of good eats for everyone and good booze for the adults.  I indulged my sweet tooth by baking some goodies.
Chocolate chip pumpkin cookies.

Chocolate peanut butter chip cookies.  Dangerously good.


It was a super night to kick off the holiday season and I think everyone had a blast.  Even the girls got into the spirit, barking at the trick or treaters and playing with the kids.  It's a shame Halloween only comes once a year but Thanksgiving at my parents looms large on the calendar.  I'm sure the fun holiday times will continue but one question remains:  Are the girls invited?

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

And Then There Were None

I've borrowed the title for this post from Agatha Christie's great book of the same name (or Ten Little Indians, depending on which edition you read).  The title refers to my completion of a long time goal, redpointing all of the routes on the Undertow Wall at the Motherlode in the Red River Gorge.  This was one of the year's goals that I described here and I'm pleased to get it done this early in the season.


The Undertow is perhaps my favorite chunk of rock to climb on, anywhere in the world.  Ranging from 50 to 90 feet tall and from slightly overhanging to pretty darn steep, it's packed with great lines and I've enjoyed many days climbing there.  The climbing style is endurance oriented with a wide variety of holds: jugs, pinches, pockets, slopers, and lots of the Undertow Special: open handed mini-jugs.

The Left Side of the Undertow and the Madness Cave Farther Left
Is sending all the routes on the Undertow a big deal?  Not really.  Lots of people have done it before, most in a lot shorter time than it took me.  I've heard that the wall has been done in a day, an impressive feat of endurance that would be pretty darn impressive to watch.

For me, this was a personal goal, showing progression physically and mentally as a rock climber.  Looking back with 20/20 hindsight, I was definitely a gumbie on my first trip to the Red.  That was more than 10 years ago and I remember hiking in to the Motherlode just to gawk at all the steep routes.  They represented a level of climbing that was then inconceivable.  Over many years and many trips to the Red, I slowly gained strength and endurance and was able to climb the easy routes at the 'Lode.  Then I was on to the next level, projecting Resurrection (12c) over many goes.  A few more years of climbing and more specific training yielded better results and quicker ascents.  My last two routes were ones that I had avoided, Team Wilson (12d) and Convicted (13a).  Team Wilson consists of amazing endurance climbing with few rests and is often considered the hardest 12d in the Red.  Convicted, the last on the wall for me, is quite the opposite, featuring more bouldery climbing and good rests.  Both are amazing.

I have to admit that finishing Convicted was bittersweet.  On one hand a major goal, years in the making, was complete.  On the other hand I no longer have any projects on my favorite wall.  The next step is to move left into the Madness Cave where several hard routes lurk.  I'm sure these will keep my occupied for a long time to come.

The Undertow Breakdown:
13a: 3
12d: 7
12c: 1
12b: 5
12a: 3
11d: 2


My favorites on the wall:
Convicted (13a)  Very cool bouldery climbing with all manner of holds.
Team Wilson (12d)  The best endurance route I've ever done.
Tuna Town (12d)  Very easy for the grade but so fun.
Resurrection (12c) Fun power climbing down low with nice endurance climbing up high.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A Good Few Days

A quick glance at the calendar shows the Fall Equinox occurred on September 22, heralding in the autumn season.  Autumn, the time that all rock climbers eagerly await, bringing cool temperatures, low humidity, and hopefully big sends.  The weather apparently lost its calendar as the high on Sunday was 88 with a maximum humidity of 86%.  Maybe it's just being ready for the good weather but conditions lately haven't felt as bad as the numbers may have looked.  I've  managed to climb outside 3 days lately with some pretty good results. 

Theresa and I spent a nice weekend outside, climbing at a newer area that's not fully ready to be publicized near Chattanooga.  On Saturday I managed to climb a project that's probably about 13a and very, very good.  It was my goal of the trip and was psyched to get it done.  Stephen had bolted it last year and very graciously opened it up to the public.  His routes are almost universally good, he's got a great eye for quality and does a conscientious job equipping them.  Later in the day I also did an existing 12d, with the crux at the very end climbing on technical New River-ish stone.  This route was bolted by my friend Dave who originally showed my the area and is another of the classic routes at the crag.

A boring photo showing some of the wall

Another boring photo

We camped that night with the girls, enjoying sitting by the campfire, eating fajitas, and listening to football on the radio.  In the morning we had a very adult breakfast of Fruity Pebbles (with bananas!) and then packed up camp.  We headed back to the same crag and had another great, if less successful day.  I bit the bullet and went up a very dirty route, getting filthy but figuring out all the moves on another of the big routes on the main wall.  We capped the weekend off with a nice dinner at The Terminal Brewhouse in Chattanooga.  The Terminal has good food and brews good beer and is easy to get to if you're traveling through on I-24.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Vegas Baby, Yeah?


After many trips (20+ and counting), I've realized that you're either a Vegas person or you’re not. Theresa and I are definitely Vegas people! We love the ridiculousness of it all, the booze, the gambling, the unparalled people watching, and the plentiful outdoor activities that reside within an hour of downtown.

We recently headed out there to celebrate Theresa's birthday and, the flight out notwithstanding, had a blast. The flight brought up an interesting topic that Theresa and I debated over drinks: should very large people have to purchase an additional seat to accommodate their size? This came up because Theresa was seated next to a very large woman that I would guesstimate at between 400 and 500 pounds. She required an additional seatbelt to accommodate her size and liberally spilled over into Theresa's space, impacting her in-flight experience. During out discussion, I was somewhat torn between the rights of the large woman and the impacted passenger. I had seen her pass on the in-flight snacks so perhaps her size is due to some sort of glandular issue. This was when Theresa informed me that while I slept she pulled out a copious amount of Popeye’s chicken and quickly consumed it. So much for glandular issues! I’m still a little torn but I think the rights of the many outweigh the rights of the few.

Anyway, after a night of playing poker at the Flamingo, we headed to one of my favorite climbing areas, Mt. Charleston. For those who don’t know, Charleston is about 45 minutes northwest of Vegas and has several limestone climbing areas, all lying above 6000 feet. I think it’s one of the best summer destination areas in the US, offering lots of routes up to 4 pitches on excellent rock with no humidity. Our destination was Robber’s Roost, an area that I hadn’t been to before with about 50 routes. The high in downtown was 97 but, at 8000+ feet, we got quite chilly at the Roost even in sweatshirts. Dale and his wife Tiffany(?), Vegas locals whom I met several years ago, happened to be there in down coats and seemed more comfortable than we were. I’m always amazed when climbing at Charleston that we never run into anyone but locals, despite it being a well known area in a super-touristy city. Yes Charleston has some chipped holds but so does Maple and it’s overrun with people. Perhaps it’s the difficult climbing style and solid grades that keep it off the summer road trip map. Another option is that many climbers aren’t “Vegas people”. They dislike the din and visual overstimulation of the strip and think the whole area is like that. I’m curious to hear the thoughts of others about this and to hear what people who have actually climbed at Charleston thought of the place.

That night I took Theresa out to dinner at Gallagher’s Steakhouse at the New York New York. She’s a big fan of steak and Gallagher’s features dry aged beef which can be hard to find. Our meal was excellent, starting with chilled king crab, moving on to our entree of steak with creamed spinach. The creamed spinach was a little too creamy, not in the same league as the creamed spinach at Hal’s in Atlanta. The highlight of the meal, at least for me, was dessert. We shared a molten chocolate cake that has to be one of the top five things I’ve ever eaten. Simple, rich and delicious and served with a small dollop of ice cream and a large mound of homemade whipped cream. We were also impressed by their house wine, a Washington winery named 14 Hands that produces an excellent Merlot.


The next day found us at the pool, enjoying perhaps the last chance to swim before the chill of winter sets in. That night was a more casual evening with a quick dinner with a stop at Max Brenner’s Chocolate by the Bald Man at Caesar’s to try his most intriguing chocolate pizza. Not the greatest thing I’ve ever eaten although still very tasty and quite different. The menu is filled with interesting options so we’ll definitely be back. Our flight home was, fortunately, uneventful and now we’re back at the grindstone.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

A Quick Diversion

Here's a little video to keep you entertained for a few minutes.  It pokes fun at internet climbers and new-school grades on trad routes, particularly appropriate to the southeast.

Oh yeah, it's work safe.

Monday, September 20, 2010

The Great Outdoors

In an effort to avoid complete gym-rate status, I’ve braved the heat and ventured outside a few times lately.  Twice we climbed at a newer area outside Chattanooga and then this past weekend I headed to the Red River Gorge. It was nice to get outside, even if it was a little hot, to get back to nature and assess how well the gym training translates into success with real rock climbing.

Overall I’d grade the success of the past couple of month's gym training as applied to sandstone sport climbing as somewhere around a B or B-.  As one might expect, the steep super-jug hauls had poor carryover to outside rock, particular at the newer area where the holds are predominantly good but more slopey.  At the Red, the gym training did perhaps a better job as the holds were positive and better simulated by plastic.  Overall my endurance was only OK, giving a good data point in evaluating training effectiveness and showing what I need to work on and how to tailor my time spent indoors.  Interestingly, my power on steep routes seemed improved which was a pleasant surprise as I haven’t been concentrating on it.

In the end, it was nice to be outside, hanging with friends and seeing some folks I haven't seen in a while.  I always enjoy climbing at the Red and managed to do a few new routes which is always a bonus.  Here are some pics:

Mark on Random Precision
Brent on Mosaic

This guy wasn't on the gym training routine.  The largest copperhead I've ever seen.
Brent on Amarillo Sunset.
Nate on the crux of Amarillo Sunset.
Nate on Amarillo Sunset

Friday, September 3, 2010

Goals for the Season

Hear that faint sound? Yep, that’s fall, quietly starting to knock, ready to sweep out the bugs and snakes and bring with her sticky rock and low humidity. That’s right, temperatures are showing hints of promise with real climbing weather on the horizon. The fall climbing season is about to be upon us and this year I’ve decided to set some concrete goals. Hopefully I’ll revisit these later and assess how good a job I did of setting realistic goals and going after them.

Without further ado:

Major Goal:
The one route that I really want to focus on this year is Psychopath at TWall in Chattanooga. Psychopath is a 13b sport route that climbs some pretty amazing natural pockets and crimps with some difficult moves at the very end. I tried this route several times last winter and found it hard but doable. The route doesn’t overly suit me as it’s a power-endurance route with no rests once you start climbing.  I'm better off on endurance routes, ones with hard moves and good shakes. This fact will make success all the sweeter as I think it’s important to be able to do routes of all styles, not just ones that fit you.

Minor Goals:
I have several minor goals for the season, some close to home and others further afield. Chief among these is to finish up some old projects at Little River, The Word and Stealth. Both of these are routes that I’ve been trying off and on for years without success. Some years I didn’t try them at all, other years I may have climbed on them one or two days. I’d like to get both of these monkeys off my back and move on to other things.

Slightly further away, I have some goals at the Red River Gorge. I want to work on finishing up the Undertow Wall at the Motherlode (Leave it to Beavis, Team Wilson, and Convicted remain) and try to do something in the Madness cave. These goals are predicated on having enough free time this fall to get to the Red a decent amount.

Finally there's international travel and of course I have aspirations. I’d like to get back to Mexico in December and enjoy some time in the sun. In the Potrero there are two routes that would be worthwhile goals this year. I came close on Big Blue in the Surf Bowl last year and feel that I could finish it up fairly quickly this year. The other routes is the second pitch of Mothership Connection on the Outrage Wall. Vinod and I tried it last year but we were repelled by very cold temperatures and high winds (I never even climbed on the second pitch). As with the Red, these goals are predicated on getting to Mexico and finding decent conditions.

So there we have it, some lofty ambitions to be sure but I hope these represent goals that will push me but, ultimately, I will be able to make progress toward completing them. Now where’s that cold weather?

Friday, August 27, 2010

The Dog Days of Summer

For a blog primarily about climbing, there's sure hasn't been much writing about it as of late.  Well here's a quick update and then on to things more interesting.  I'm still gym-bound, waiting out the heat and hopefully getting a little stronger.  Lately I've been trying to boulder more, even though I really don't like it.  The hope is to gain some power which will improve endurance (by making each individual move less taxing).  That's the theory at least, we'll see how my plastic honed endurance and (hopefully) power translate to real rock in a couple of weeks.  Temperatures are slowly creeping down, hopefully summer will fully break after Labor Day and we can venture outside without spontaneously combusting. 

Now on to more important things.  Theresa and I had noticed that Bourbon (AKA the White Dog) had lost weight and seemed to be drinking and peeing much more than normal.  Theresa took her to the vet who confirmed the weight loss (9 pounds) and took some blood and urine samples.  We got the call about results and found that she's diabetic.  The vet wanted to do some more tests so we had to wait to fully learn more about her condition.  Meanwhile, we were supposed to take the girls to Theresa's parents to swim in their backyard pond.  We waffled about whether she would have the energy to play but decided to let her try it out.  Once we got there both dogs put on a show, playing in the lake for more than an hour, only getting out when we forced them to.  We were both very relieved to see Bourbon enjoy herself so much, a story best told in pictures.

Bourbon trying go start trouble with the swans.

Ripley grinning and showing off

Gimme!

No, really, gimme!

Bourbon showing off

Bourbon looking a little dirty.

Who's sick?

Need to work on the entry a bit, perhaps.

 The swans relaxing after the girls left the pond.

...or else she get's the hose again.


The next week we took the girls back to the vet where they confirmed the diagnosis.  The treatment plan is to modify her diet and give her insulin shots twice a day.  This was a shock at first but we're already adapting to it.  Bourbon has been a trooper, not giving us any trouble when we poke and prod here.  The prognosis is good, we just have to take a little extra care of our little white dog.


The new tools of the trade

Monday, August 23, 2010

Bacchanalia!


On Friday night we headed to Bacchanalia to celebrate Theresa's new job.  We had eaten there many years ago and both considered it the best meal we'd ever had.  With expectations high, we got dressed up and headed to the White Provisions building.  Theresa looked beautiful (as always) while I looked decent enough to not kicked out of the restaurant.

To keep things short, the meal was great.  I would rank it in the top 5 meals that I've eaten with the only course not amazing was at least partially due to a choice by me.

Our dinner:

To start, the chef sent out a very light pastry filled with melted cheese.  Simple, a perfect bite and a great way to kick off the meal.

Next up was the appetizer:  I had Bacchanalia's famous Blue Crab Fritter.  I'm not a crab cake guy but I'd heard so much about it that I had to try.  It's ridiculously good, more sweet blue crab fried to perfection than a crab cake.  Theresa had a Yellowfin Tuna Tartare that was acidic and very fresh tasting.  Not as good as the crab but very good.

The chef next sent out another treat, a chilled cream based soup with fresh tomatoes, fennel, and olive oil.  This dish really showcased the skill of the chef, as I don't like fennel.  Really, I hate it.  Black licorice is one of the few foods that I can't stand.  Theresa feels the same way, perhaps even more strongly so.  The soup was very good with many different flavors (including the fennel) shining through. 

Next were the entrees that were the least successful of the evening.  I had grouper from Florida served with roasted corn and a creamed corn puree with bacon and oyster mushrooms.  The corn and mushrooms were great with the bacon fantastic.  The grouper, while perfectly cooked, lacked a strong flavor.  Part of this was a mistake by me as I like strong, oily fish and grouper is very mild.  However, I expect more flavor out of even a mild fish than what this delivered.

Theresa had a wood grilled NY strip that was very good.  The wood grilling imparted a rich smoky flavor to the meat that was almost too strong, somewhat overpowering the taste of the meat itself.  The sides were potatoes and a grilled sweet onion, both were acceptable but not amazing.

For the Cheese and Contrast course we had a selection of cheeses from Star Provisions and a very interesting dish of local cheddar and julienned Ellijay apples.  It's nice to see more restaurants offering cheese plates as we really enjoy these.

Before dessert the chef sent out an apple smoothie with a sugar rimmed glass.  It's hard to describe how good this was, I happily could have ended the meal here with that as dessert.  But there was more eating to be done.

For dessert I had a fig soufflé with chocolate ice cream.  I'm a sucker for soufflés so this was an easy pick.  It was served with a little rich caramel sauce that accented the egg flavor of the soufflé.  This dish was close to perfect and has had me searching the internet for a fig soufflé recipe to try.

Theresa had the Valrhona Chocolate Cake with chocolate ice cream.  This arrived warm and had a molten center that oozed chocolaty goodness.  Five out of five stars!  This is one of the two dishes that are always on the menu (the other is the Crab Fritter) and it's easy to see why.

Service was perfect, I can't remember out waiter's name but he was friendly and very well informed.  His enthusiasm for fine food and wine was obvious and complemented the meal nicely.

Overall, the evening was another great dining experience at Bacchanalia.  Sure, it's quite expensive but for a rare treat it's the best thing going in Atlanta in my opinion.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Stone Summit

When I first heard about a new gym coming to Atlanta I was pretty excited.  I say pretty excited because the location was 20 minutes from my house and I wasn’t psyched to drive in Atlanta rush hour traffic.  As time progressed and I heard more and more about the gym, I began to get more into the idea.  Darren and Daniel, the folks that brought Stone Summit to Atlanta, were doing tons of homework, visiting many other gyms and really looking to the future.  I was able to tour the facility during construction and was totally blown away.  I immediately made the decision to begin training there as soon as possible, traffic be damned.

I was in Spain for the grand opening but I’ve been climbing there regularly for the last 6 weeks.  My overall impression is that the gym is amazing, a great indoor facility.  However, like everything, there are a (very) few things that I don’t love about it.  Details below:


The Good:

1.  The place is huge.  This has been key this summer as the heat has kept many Atlanta climbers inside and in the gym.  Even on a Saturday with the parking lot near capacity, the gym doesn’t feel too crowded.  There can be a slight downside to the size and that's the loss of the intimate, community vibe.  However, I haven’t noticed it at SS at all.  In fact I think it’s brought many of the Atlanta climbers that have been spread out over many gyms into one place which has been really cool.




2.  The routes are very good. Claudiu Vidulescu, the head route setter, is a nationally certified setter and it shows.  Lots of variety in movement as well as many different hold styles (and manufacturers) make for a really nice training experience.  For routes they've opted for colored holds, eschewing tape.  I usually don't like this as it limits the setters but SS was able to get hold companies to produce holds in their colors.  This means that, for a given color, setters have several different companies and sets of holds to choose from.  This eliminates the tedium that can result when routes are set with only one hold-type.

The routes range from very easy to 5.14- with a nice number in each grade range.  The gym features most angles from slab to very overhanging which is great.  I have a couple of small issues with the routes (see below) but overall they’re excellent.  In 6 weeks and sampling many of the routes, I’ve done 1 bad route and 1 not so good route.  Both were left over from the junior national competition in early July so they're not really representative of the gym’s setting.

3.  Bouldering is good.  I don't know the exact square footage of the bouldering area but I do know there's a great deal of it.  Lot of problems at most levels, a pretty good mix of angles (more on this later), and nice tall walls.  No topout boulders but I’m ok with that.

A portion of the bouldering area.


4.  The gym facilities are top notch.  New, modern cardio and weight equipment with a nice view of the climbing walls to keep you motivated.  Towel service both in the cardio area and the locker rooms shows the gyms attention to detail and willingness to provide proper service.  Spin classes and yoga classes have just begun which are included in the membership fee.



5.  The café is cool!  I scoffed at the idea of having a place to eat inside a climbing gym but I was wrong.  The food is very tasty and reasonable, smoothies are very good, and the folks back there are super friendly.

The seemingly ever-evolving menu.



6.  The gear store is great.  Unique Outfitters has to have one of the best selections of climbing gear in Atlanta, if not the best.  Lots of different models of shoes, hardware, and soft goods.  My one complaint would be the lack of Petzl gear.  Plus it's staffed and owned by people who actually rock climb.




The Bad:


1.  The routes have too many huge jugs on them.  Yes, I said it, huge jugs aren’t always great.  This isn’t as much a criticism of SS but a criticism of steep gym climbing and hold companies.  Hold manufacturers need to realize that holds can be good without being absurdly good.  I think this will slowly become less of a problem at SS as the gym gets more holds (they are continuing to purchase new holds several times a year which is great!) and the setters become more comfortable with the steep terrain.




2.  The grades are a little wacky.  Routes and boulder problems both have a wide spread of difficulty for a given grade.  I would say on average, the grades in the gym are soft but not always.  Should it matter?  No, but it is nice to track progression.

3.  This may seem odd for those who have climbed there but I wish the gym had more steep ground, particularly in the bouldering area.  A long 45 degree wall without a break in angle would be a great training tool. 

4.  Evening fitness classes would be nice.   The current yoga classes are only offered very early in the morning which is difficult for some of us to attend.  I heard a rumor that evening classes may be coming soon, I hope so.  It would also be nice to have some evening fitness classes such as core training, P90x, crossfit, etc.

So is it perfect?  I'd say no, but it’s close.  My negative comments are small, almost trivial issues.  My overall opinion?  The gyms is simply fantastic.  I can easily say that I would be a much stronger climber if this gym had been built 5 years ago, and I look forward to getting stronger there in the next 5 years.  Darren and Daniel did brilliant job producing a top-notch, world-class facility.



Full Disclosure:  I'm not compensated in any way by SS, nor do they know that I'm posting this.  I pay my monthly dues like everyone else.