Trip Report
A Crack at the New Indian Creek Season
Monday March 11, 2013 11:24pm
The first trip of the year to any beloved climbing area is exciting. It is a fresh start, a chance to see where youíre at mentally and physically, and it usually happens on the cusp of a new season.

Yes, spring is in the air here in the desert, and last weekend I made my maiden voyage of the season to Indian Creek, Utah. A short jaunt from Durango, Colorado, my buddy Tim and I woke up early, and hammered out the drive past the landmarks: Shiprock off in the distance, the Dove Creek Super-ette where the Mustache Lady works, and of course Monticello, Utah, where you always drive the speed limit because the cops love to pull out-of-staters over.

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After two and a half hours of floating on the highway and bumping hip-hop like itís our job we arrived in The Creek. Hints of snow on the north facing hillsides were the only reminder of winter, and after meeting up with some friends we hiked up to the Cat Wall.

That first Creek pitch of the season always hurts. I canít think of anywhere where cragging hurts more than Indian Creek. Some call it Trad-Sport Climbing. I disagree. Sure gear is typically straightforward and usually abundant, but where does sport climbing hurt like it does jamming your limbs into splitters? Masochism, pain for pleasure, is where Creek climbing diverges from sport climbing.

The Bridger Jacks from afar. Photo by Braden Gunem
The Bridger Jacks from afar. Photo by Braden Gunem
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After passing a crew of Salt Lake City climbers, and almost being blinded by their pale skin that had no doubt been hiding under layers for the ski season, we hiked towards some open climbs. At The Cat there is always an open splitter, provided youíre okay with leading 5.11 and above. As we pass the SLC crew, one notices a sticker Tim has on his helmet that reads, ďThis is what we doĒ. The sticker is a tribute to our friend Adam Lawton, who we lost in an avalanche over a year ago. Some of the crew knew Adam and we exchange some friendly words. One thing I love about climbing is the connection to so many people; the entire community is connected by two degrees of separation. One of the last days I ever spent with Adam was at the Cat Wall, and I feel his presence as I often do in the outdoors.

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The sun shines brilliantly, and with Seth and Lindsey, the friends we met up with, we are happy and make immature jokes as we always do. Seth wants to warmup on Kool Cat, a fingery 5.11, so Tim and I try the route just to the right of it, an awkward corner, rated 5.10, but with an extremely thin start, feels like 5.11.

I lead the corner, and after a winter of sport climbing, I feel like Iíve never led a crack before. I get scared in the start, jamming just the tips of my fingers in the third-of-an-inch crack, placing one solid cam, then a shitty one, and finally reaching better finger jams and placements. Higher up the crack flares and constantly changes shape. The sport climber in me is looking for face holds, as the trad climber who has been in hibernation all winter, wakes up and re-learns how stay within the crack.

After two pitches Iím already tired. My body isnít used to crack climbing, or being in the desert sun all day. The time is now though; the Cat Wall will soon be closed for the peregrine falcons to nest, and wonít be open until the fall.

Walking by King Cat, a perfect mostly hands dihedral, followed by a wide hands roof, capped with a powerful finishing move, I canít resist getting on it. Iíve tried this climb several times over the last decade, and never led it without falling. I would probably fall, but as I get older Iím learning that repeated attempts and a positive attitude are two keys to success. As I approach the roof Iím getting pumped and thinking negatively in my mind. ďI donít have this,Ē my mind says. My body thinks differently, and when the crux moves come up I donít have time to think, I just climb. After several attempts over ten years I finally clip the anchors having climbed it clean. My day is made.

Unknown climber on Johnny Cat
Unknown climber on Johnny Cat
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Later Johnny Cat opens up, an inch wide finger crack that is a five-star classic. Iíve climbed this route maybe 20 times, and itís always a test to see where Iím at. Iíve always wanted to check out the finish, named Tasmania, a wild overhanging roof, that adds an extra 40 feet of climbing to the already challenging Johnny Cat. I barely manage to send the lower finger crack, and go into aid mode, hanging on gear as I scope out Tasmania. It looks extremely thin for about ten feet, but the rest seems climbable. It would probably take me 20 some tries, maybe 30, so probably a lifetime goal. I leave a toprope set up to sesh out the moves.

Johnny Cat photo by Roger Curry
Johnny Cat photo by Roger Curry
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As Iím lowering down I notice two climbers talking with Tim and they want to give Johnny Cat a burn. Itís their second trip to The Creek, and we move the rope out of the way so one of them can lead it. Incredibly the climber makes it five feet from the chains before he whips; a solid, inspiring effort for anyone their first time on the route, not to mention someone who is brand new to The Creek.

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As the sun sets I hop on for one last toprope for the day. The jams are incredibly painful. My finger strength is lacking, and forty feet up I fall, unable to muster the mojo to continue. Suddenly Iím struggling move after move, barely able to make a jam before I hang. When I get to the Tasmania extension I canít do anything but batman up the rope. Complete and utter failure.

Thatís The Creek for you. One minute youíre sending and the endorphins make you feel like you can do anything. The next youíre reduced to beginner status, flailing on the rope like itís your first day of climbing. Thatís fine with me. It was time for a beer, to enjoy friendís company, a campfire and a hot dinner. Plus, thereís plenty of failure in every success, especially at Indian Creek.

Luke is the publisher of The Climbing Zine.

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About the Author
Luke Mehall is a freelance writer living in Durango, Colorado. He is the publisher of The Climbing Zine, and author of Climbing Out of Bed.

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Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
  Mar 11, 2013 - 11:28pm PT
Great photo of Johnny Cat.....i've been there three times this season. What's not to like? Thanks for the great TR!

  Mar 12, 2013 - 12:25am PT
Nice Luke. Great attitude and perspective and the pics are fine. TFPU.

Social climber
  Mar 12, 2013 - 02:05am PT
Cat Wall is so stacked. I love that wall. This getting ya stoked Big Mike?

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
  Mar 12, 2013 - 10:23am PT
Let the games begin!

Social climber
Lida Junction
  Mar 12, 2013 - 11:04am PT
I miss The Creek

Gym climber
sawatch choss
  Mar 12, 2013 - 12:10pm PT
Later, skaters. I'm heading there today!
gonzo chemist

the east coast, for now.
  Mar 12, 2013 - 12:47pm PT
I'll be there starting Saturday night. Bummer that the Cat Wall is closed.

Just out of curiosity, how does Johnny Cat compare with Power Line?


Sport climber
Almost to Hollywood, Baby!
  Mar 12, 2013 - 12:53pm PT

I've never been to Indian Creek (or climbed with a rope anywhere in Utah for that matter), but I think this fall will be the season.

  Mar 12, 2013 - 01:02pm PT
Beautiful - what a special place.

Social climber
  Mar 12, 2013 - 01:08pm PT
Yeah! Great stuff. The desert's waking up from a long, cold winter.
Ezra Ellis

Trad climber
North wet, and Da souf
  Mar 12, 2013 - 03:58pm PT
Awesome, Thanks!!!
scuffy b

heading slowly NNW
  Mar 12, 2013 - 06:34pm PT
Looks great, thanks for the stoke.
It might be nicer to say "unidentified climber" instead of
"unknown climber" in your caption.
Big Mike

Trad climber
  Mar 13, 2013 - 10:58am PT
Sweet tr!! thanks for the pics. Indian Creek is definitely on my list!!

Trad climber
  Mar 13, 2013 - 01:05pm PT
Splitter report Luke
Sierra Ledge Rat

Mountain climber
Old and Broken Down in Appalachia
  Mar 13, 2013 - 03:12pm PT
Stellar photography
Dingus Milktoast

Trad climber
Minister of Moderation, Fatcrackistan
  Mar 13, 2013 - 03:28pm PT
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