Early April found us back in Kentucky for our annual Red River Gorge climbing trip. It always feels like a gamble when you buy tickets to the Red in the Spring. It could easily rain for a week straight. Luckily, we had perfect weather.
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However, we didn't know that when we first arrived. At the parking lot, single wooden sign pointed us straight uphill, into a dark forest for an undetermined distance. So, we marched into the darkness with 10 bags of groceries and our rolling luggage(which doesn't roll that great on uneven, rooty terrain), until our arms burned and our minds started questioning the existence of the Treehouse. Eventually, I started laughing hysterically, dropped all my stuff, and went ahead until found the cabin.
In short, we both agree that we prefer pests over a heinous uphill trek. So, if we rent a place again, we will probably end up a Lago Linda's. Live and learn...
|Leah doing what she does best- getting cozy.|
|My abs were looking really good on this trip.|
|Leah on Amerillo Sunset- 11b/d.|
|Wonder what would happen if I removed the plug...|
|Onyx crystals on ceiling.|
|Cave cricket on the ceiling.|
|Onyx. People originally thought the ceiling was covered with diamonds.|
|Fairy Castle on the ceiling.|
|Frozen Niagra. This pic might be upside-down.|
|Octodog! I almost ordered it.|
Kentucky was good to us. We climbed 6 out of 8 days, and our skin and muscles were destroyed. Leah took MVP of the trip- sending Triple Sec 12d and doing a 5.12 on each climbing day(some onsight!). I continued to struggle with the style but managed to do a few 13a's and did more onsighting than usual. Needless to say, neither of us wanted to go home. Oh well, I guess we will have to go back.