A year ago I make a decision to try out the filming game full-time. I hit the road with my DSLR and vowed to say yes to any opportunity that presented itself. After nearly 8 months traveling through Europe I may feel road warn and weary, but a sense of accomplishment resides. Of course it doesn’t hurt to have some of the most talented athletes and bad ass creatives at my disposal. This past summer I was lucky enough to join Keith Ladzinski and Three Strings Productions on a shoot for Redbull with Sasha Digiulian and Edu Marin. The original plan was a wash and we ended up in Sardinia Italy high up on the gorgeous walls of Gorropu Canyon. Below are few different segments about the journey and eventual send of Viaje de Locas by Sasha and Edu. Enjoy!
I picked up my first video camera in SLC about 7 years ago after a close friend and climbing career confidant encouraged my boyfriend and I to capture the candid moments of our travels, and document our coolest sends. Turned out most of the cool sends came from my boyfriend’s end of the rope, which left me dangling on the other side learning how to be “creative” suspended in mid air.
Daila Ojeda hard at “work”, climbing some great classic for the Prana short we filmed last month in La Turbie, France just above Monaco.
I guess writing is just like anything else. The less I do you it, the harder it becomes and eventually the need for it can fade. But just like a lot of things I’ve discovered over the last months, most of the time all I have to do is jump right back in to an old pursuit, to remember just how much I love something.
Besides a few weeks here and there I left Nashville when I was 18, and have never returned with any sense of permanence. When I arrived there last November slightly disheveled from international travel and being whipped by the ways of the world, my sensitive self felt more determined than ever not to get tangled up in its southern claws. I planned my departure dates with sternness to my family, implying I had so many better places to be.
Climber’s dusty car parked at Serra do Cipo, one of Brazil top climbing areas.
One of my life goals is to become a good cook. I know having a kitchen is a prerequisite for that, but in the meantime I just talk about it lot and hope by some sort of osmosis I’ll get better just by eating other peoples’ good food.
Check out the latest issue of new online publication The Adventure Bum. I have a short piece in there I wrote a few years ago when I was on one of my many job hunts, and trying to consolidate any skills I had acquired over the years being on the road. Funny enough not much has changed, and I still wouldn’t change any decisions I made to pass up a serious job opportunity in order to stay in the road. C’est la vie!
It’s always fun getting out, scoping a new area, and then having some sweet shots to remember the whole experience by. Here are a few images from the Rock & Ice Photocamp they hold every year in the Western Slope of Colorado. These days we climbed at Red Stone a gorgeous canyon just outside of Carbondale, with bullet stone, beautiful striations and classic climbing. Not much else you could ask for in your local, afterwork climbing crag.
Olivia Hsu catching some rays and enjoying the view on the beach in Rio.
When I first arrived in Rio I couldn’t stop falling over. I mean I’m not the most coordinated person to begin with, I always joke I can send my project in style then trip over a tree branch going to take my shoes off, but the amount of dizziness and inability to gain composure that surrounded my daily moment was abnormal. My logical mind knew I was likely just overwhelmed, leaving Boulder in a slightly panicked state, with big life changes on the horizon and a work load that canopied this trip which I was still unsure how to navigate.
Rainbow view of Mount Sopris from my summer abode in Carbondale, CO.
Turns out I’m a pretty terrible procrastinator. I’ve decided that’s why I’m drawn to climbing, production and traveling. These are things that demand you to be in the moment, make decision without hesitation, trust your gut instinct and inevitably learn from the fuckups they sometimes lead to.