Pouring Some Out to the Homies

A huge shout-out to the Davis crew down in Hueco Tanks! The last 12 days have been SPLITTER!!! Climbing for me will always be about progress, as I am sure it is for many, but more importantly to me it is about having fun with my friends. Whether it is singing the wrong words to the wrong tune, blind taste tests, playing keep away, holding the words of the warrior poet Ice Cube sacred, gluing stallions in un-expecting places, or simply sharing a smile under a piece of rock in order to keep each other psyched; climbing will always be about the people I am with.

Thanks to all my climbing partners, and the many more adventures to come!

Peter

p.s. If everyone could refer to Kevin as “Daisy” that would be great.

Great Times, Great People!

Leaving for home tomorrow, and real world. This years trip to Hueco Tanks has been filled with good climbing, great energy, and tons of laughter.

Enjoy!!

Don't Mess with Texas

Three more days of climbing for me on this trip. It has been a trip of highs and lows in regards to climbing. However, the company could not have been better. The insane amount laughter coming from the boulders on tour, or from Daisy's Scamp at night has recharged the soul. Not to jinx the two of them but both Wick and Justin are posed to have some big days in the very near future.



I have been schooled in regards to steep climbing, as well as in the classic game of chess. It seems as though, every time (twice) I come to Texas I pick up yet another game in which I just have no chance at winning. I will be leaving soon renewed for more adventures and a deeper desire to get better, as a climber, a person, and a chess master.

Anyone want a game?
Peter

I'm Back...

Last year as I left El Paso, I was completely demoralized after spending nine days at Hueco Tanks. On that plane ride I vowed to not let the experience ruin my joy for climbing and rather work harder. Well a year later I am back with the awesome Cali Crew of Justin, Wick, Beth, Randy, Daisy, and Turtle; we have climbed for three days now and have had a blast. Sending the problems we want and finding more we want to do.

The best way to explain the Hueco climbing for me is "in your face, physical climbing." Spending the fall in Yosemite did not prepare me for the climbing that is in Hueco. But never the less I glad to me back in Texas. Daisy said it best "its Hueco!"

Til later
Nasty Pete

Can You Believe Someone Actually Likes the Rain?

So it turns out Gus REALLY likes the rain. Me on the other hand, am looking forward to dry Texas days.

Dam Zebra

The weekend was packed with festivities. Friday Crank’N the Series started, Saturday the Homecoming game and dance (a 15 hour work week), but Sunday, oh Sunday. Early Sunday morning Gus and I headed down to the Valley with one goal in mind; Prowess. Upon arrival we headed over to Swan Slab for the warm-up. A few of us climbed this awesome 5.6 slab. Afterward the crazies did this dirty, sketchy, and mantel-happy highball; inspiring, but still a little crazy.

Post warm-up a few of us headed to Dogwood to cheer and spot Justin. In between burns Randy, Patty, and I took it upon ourselves to level out the horizontal pillar for all future loved ones to come, enjoy the view, cuddle, and sit PERFECTLY level.

After the Dogwood session, Justin came to the horror show that was my attempts on Prowess. Although I made some progress on the problem, reaching a new high point, getting as far as I did, I should have sent!!!! As much as I would hate to admit it, El Zebra reared his head, and as my feet once again flew toward the earth it was too late for the lion to roar.

Here’s to next weekend, sun or snow, I’ll be there!

Peter

Anyone wants some Eggs?

The drive home started out horribly. All I could think about was the pathetic climbing trip I had just been on. Over the course of nine days I climbed seven, sending only two problems, warmed up every frick’n day at camp “f’n” four, and the rain was bad enough to soak a problem that I had gotten really stoked about. All in all I was not a happy camper.

As I got closer to the rim of the valley, I stopped at a turn-out to take one last good look at Yosemite. Gus and I stepped out of the car and sat on the guardrail chill’n. After a few moments, Gus nudged my elbow and gave me look that melted my heart. Seemingly he knew exactly what to do to snap me back to reality. Yes, he’s that good!!

For the rest of the drive I thought about the fun the week possessed. From the four dogs, the shit talking, the eggs, a fantastic Thanksgiving meal, the hanging with good friends and the making of new ones; the week pulsated with fun. Over all I was inspired by those around me trying hard, be dedicated and having fun. The memory allowed me to drift back over the last two months in Yosemite, this season has started off great!!! It has made me wanting more.

How about next Sunday?

Peter, the Zebra!!

P.S. Please don’t take me off your blog. I promise to do better!

P.S.S Please return me to your blog. I like to party!