When you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one you're with. Love the one you're with.... this is the park down the street. Its not the same as the park up in the mountains. I love the park up in the mountains. But I can't be there. So I'm here.
At least I'm here with my favorite climbing partner.
Now its my turn. You can really get some good moves on this thing, if you want.
We'll go traverse the back wall of the Grocry Outlet and head over to the Sound Abatement Wall at the Santa Fe track. Then we can't not go to the Cinema Cafe on Main for brunch.
Bring me your leader, Poppy! She looks like a heroic type like you...
Jon I think they were built off site. They were built by a defunct Canadian firm out of Vancouver I believe. I would expect a couple of steel beams or a foundation of some other sort, were required. Its solid, for sure. Fiberglass but with the look and feel of granite, its really quite elegant. It really looks like granite, you have to thump it with your hand to tell the difference.
T - I like that. I'm not salt and pepper, rather I have a head of granite.
Mouse - she'll kick our butts. And no offense bro but if I have time to drive to lovely Merced I have time to drive to lovely granite and get in 30 minutes more time climbing, to boot!
But yes, she's the heroic type and will save us from Gravity's Creep.
Its not bad Werner, as far as parks in a boomtown go. It didn't exist a decade ago. It was a brown, neglected field on the corner of a very busy intersection. It could have ended up a Super Walmart. If those bastards in Bentonville had their way, it WOULD BE a Super Walmart. We fought the law, and the law lost, by god.
On any given afternoon you'll see fotball in play, as well as at least two baseball or softball games. Kids will be running everywhere, playing on the playground with its rubberized asphalt soft springy surface and trapezoid rope structure. Used to chase all my kids around that park, playing tag and 'see if you can stand on top of the ball.' (no one ever could).
The climbing structures appeared almost over night - one day they weren't there, the next, they were, PLOP! Manna from heaven, totally unexpected. Less than a mile from my house.
Yes Leggs she is beautiful but it is I who am lucky to have her :-)
Many bed an tempting shallow but no depth, shortly forgotten when done. There are those with a account of thought hideous back stabs, that's when you get offend. Breaks your posterior and castanets.
Kaity and I hit the park again this evening. I asked her after school,
"Dinner tonight?" We'd agreed last night, to do something. She agreed quickly, 'yep.'
"Sushi?" I asked anxiously.
"Yes." She said pleasantly enough, in return.
"How about a little bouldering at the park too?" I added.
"OK." She replied after a brief consideration.
"Before we eat would be best don't you think?" I prodded.
"Yep." She smiled back. And twenty minutes later the sun was dropping into the coast ranges and Kaity and I were walking up the sidewalk to the park down the street.
I had a camera in my pocket but couldn't be bothered to take any pictures. Its the same scene over and over, nawmean?
And yet it was special, our time together, playing on an artificial rock.
"Your lead Kaity, see if you can go 5 laps!" Was my challenge. It was clear she was driving hard to the goal, 1, 2, 3 laps and counting. She was taking different lines and using different holds, too.
Its also continuously overhanging and quite relentless from a rest perspective. I was getting SERIOUSLY PUMPED!
And still my darling daughter cranked move after effortless move, always out in front of me, always a few moves ahead. After the 3rd lap my forearms were burning bad! I was pondering not if I could keep up with my daughter, but when I would have to drop off. Cause I was seriously PUMPED!
Then she sort of giggled and stepped down, somewhere on the 4th lap and said,
"I thought I was going to be able to make it but I just couldn't go a move farther." I stepped off one move shy of where she did and thanked her profusely,
"Thanks Kaity. I was so totally pumped I thought my forearms were going to explode. I'm glad you stopped!" We laughed, sat on a park bench and talked as our muscles regrouped. After 10 minutes we hit the harder 'medium boulder' and then went counter-clockwise on the big boulder, for the Final Pump.
20 minutes start to finish, two flame out sessions and then off to Makuni's sushi bar, where we had thin sliced albacore with jalepenos and the chef's sashmi combo with octopus, white tuna, hamachi, maguro, and salmon, mmmmmm.
Then we drove to Gunther's, the local Sacramento old fashioned ice cream shop place, truly something special. I had pralines and she had maple nut. Lol. Balmy evening, short sleeved, windows down on the ride home.
Borut, I do know. They were designed by a now-defunct Canadian firm out of Vancouver area. Tami, here on the Taco, worked for that company at time of my original post about the boulder at the park down the street.
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