It's been a little over a month since we've moved to Colorado and we've spent a good amount of time gallivanting through the state. From climbing two 14k+ feet peaks, to exploring Canyonlands National Park in Utah, to re-visiting Rocky Mountain National Park, hiking Colorado's via ferrata, to riding the moto on dirt for the first time, to camping with new friends near the Presidential Range. It feels like going through the honeymoon phase of being in a new state: DO EVERYTHING TOURISTY POSSIBLE INCLUDING STUFF YOU'VE ONLY SEEN IN PHOTOS. And it was true. It was like our weekends were planned/inspired by what someone had posted on Facebook or Instagram. All I did was point and say, "ooh, let's go there!" And that's basically how ideas are born.
Since we're a bit more settled in our new place, we were excited to stay local this past weekend to explore the climbing scene. Boulder has a pretty expansive area for climbing. I mean, we're talking about some of the best in the state. Nearby, there's Eldorado Canyon State Park that has some pretty fantastic routes and will bitch-slap you with humility. I've climbed there a few times and all I could say is MASTER I AM NOT WORTHY.
But once we arrived at Boulder Canyon, it whole different story. I stepped out of the car, put my hands on my hips, and said I CAN DO THIS. So that's exactly what we did. WE DID THIS. And we had a great time. I think my favorite days in the coming future will be spent in this canyon. There's a lifetime worth of climbing here and I'm really looking forward to all of it.
I even got a crack at a 5.8 roof. So much fun!