Salt Lake has a way of tricking me into thinking it may just be the best climber city in the country. When Joe and I arrived here on Friday the blue skies were shinin’ and perfect conditions were blowing. We embarked on 3 days of perfection in every sense.
We went to a hysterical party where we hung out with our kick ass friends and I was more social than I’ve been since Feb. The next day I sweated out my hangover during a Liberty Park run. The park was in full fiesta vibe with picnickers, art festivals, frisbee throwing, ect. A city vibe always makes me crave fashion and I got an overwhelming bug to go shopping. Luckily I won $200 and the Ogden bouldering comp so I could hit the stores (I mean pay off some bills). We went climbing in two rad bouldering areas that I never checked out while we lived here because I was obsessively tied to rope. On another rest day I went on an amazing trail run in Mill creek with snow capped mountains and green gullies designing my view. (There’s inversion here? No way!) I even got to drink yummie cold microbrewed beer that we grabbed at the outpost in Idaho.
With all this excitement I almost forgot that up until last week, it’s been snowing multiple feet every other day. I have to remember those LONG winters, the very real inversion, the constant construction and the ultimate condemnation to gyms sessions. Remember, remember, remember. But it’s really hard to when I’m strolling down the cutest neighborhood streets walking Kami’s two precious Shith Tzus while house sitting her uber cute abode. Every neighbor seems to be happy, every driver content. Plus what are 6 months of gym sessions when they’re with your best friends anyways!
Here are photos from our last few weeks climbing around S. Utah, Ogden and SLC, and Idaho.
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