It was my first time climbing in Joshua Tree, but I had been there before around nine years ago for some hiking and scrambling. Beautiful place, but holy sh#t there was a lot of RV's in the campground.
There was also a few clouds rolling through with lots of wind.
The first day there was beautiful, although incredibly windy.
I warmed up with doing a little toe jamming on the same, getting my first leads in outdoors in several months.
Next up we moved onto this thing.
The second pitch was super fun pulling the little 5.7 underhang overpass jug traverse, then the sloper mantle and then slab short finish. And then I sat down on top in wind gusting at perhaps over 35mph. Soo strong, that I could not hear my partner in the cave belay I had built below me, probably 30 feet away, directly. My partner was very short, and had a little trouble going the route I went, and after several tries had to take a different face traverse, the underhang overpass underpass, we were calling it, before coming to the top. Then we got to look at this.
And some rocks and stuff.
Some of them had these rain holes I think they were. They probably filled up in the next day or two.
This one was good for eating in cause it was soo damn windy. A few of the gusts threatened to knock me over when I was unroped. Yowser.
A very beautiful place, indeed.
As just a warmup and get used to Jtree day soo far it was going good but the day was quickly coming to a close. I considered one more route, but opted instead for scouting out Walk on THe Wild Sides approach for the next morning. We wanted to get it totaly scoped where exactly it was on the rock and everything so we could jump on it early before anyone else clogged it up.
I met a new friend on the way there. Cameras are bright.
So that evening, since we wanted to be the first people on Walk on the Wild Side the next morning, and also wanted to get On
After Several Hours they were still jabbering on loudly, right near quiet hour, very near my tent and I was getting frustrated. I needed to go pee but for some reason my headlamp had stopped working. I thought the battery had died, but I found out later it may juts be getting old and coming apart, and needed a little love. No matter. I didnt need my headlamp, just my music to ignore the idiots, and my keen night sight to do my business. I decided to give my neighbors the same treatment they seemed to be giving us, by completely ignoring them, so I wandered out to a bush, somewhere about fifteen feet from these strangers dropped my trousers and watered the plant. I couldn't hear what they were saying, because of my music or in this case, weren't saying because they were all quiet, staring at me with their flash lights. I totally ignored them, finished up, went back to my tent, and fell asleep listening to my music. while it was still only about quite hour. Jeeze, I must be getting old, but dunno if that's good. They left the camp sight very early the next morning, perhaps because it had begun to rain very heavily. I think.
Either way our trip ended up being over too because the rain continued heavily, and the forecast called for more of the same for several days. We never got to walk on the Wild Side or do anything else cool. Next time Joshua Tree.
P. S. I knew this sh#t was coming, but it still surprised me to see it. Or perhaps I don't spend enough time in the desert.
That's it, more to come, with more content next time, hope you like my whiskey induced trip report. Whiskey makes me wordy but fortunately I kept it somewhat brief.