Nevada 220

Every day I become a little more impatient with where I’m at. The story of my life. I go somewhere with the idea that ill love it and make this grand commitment to stay and settle down there for 6 months to a year then 4 months in I’m dreading my daily routine and crave the ocean and home. Im being spoiled because the reality is Las Vegas isn’t so bad. The majority of my time is spent right outside of red rocks called Summerlin its a fast-growing community that is quiet and frankly upscale. I consider a place to be fancy or a “rich” area when they have places like whole foods, lulu lemon, and rei around. Don’t get me started with these overly priced restaurants with their intense vegan menu and fancy marketing words splattered all over to attract health nuts such as myself. So as you can see it’s not bad here. It actually reminds me a lot of where I grew up in San Diego. The conclusion to this is that i’m a spoiled ocean brat but I love the mountains and I have commitment issues not only with women but places also.

Jack left for Moab recently leaving me in Vegas with no consistent climbing partner. Before he headed out into his venture out east we climbed a classic red rocks route named Armatron. Its 6 pitches 750 feet total of in my opinion very sustained easy climbing. It’s rated to be 5.9 but I felt it to be 5.7 at the hardest none less I see why it’s a classic. It’s pure fun and enjoyment I could climb 2000 feet on any of those pitches on that route. We packed light with my 70-meter rope and a rack of nuts a black, yellow, blue, and purple totem as well as a red c4 camalot. Oh yeah and a shit ton of alpines. It was a bummer that this was the first long route we have been able to get on here in Vegas mainly due to the weather being bipolar. The picture in this blog is the base of Armatron which you can see is climbing beautiful black varnish rock.