Bishop

Funny thing I just now noticed: Any time a climber finds themselves with fingers pressed to keys busily typing away about their daily exploitations and misadventures, all that they need do in order to remain cheery is look at the type setting menu that says "font." Maybe that is not really all that exciting or intriguing to anyone but me, but I thought it was fun.

Here I am in one of the world's bouldering meccas. After tirelessly setting and tweaking an innumerable amount of boulder problems for an ABS competition we had at the gym I have been setting for in San Diego, Vertical Hold, I have once again parted ways with San Diego and taken to the road. The difference from this stint of living out of my truck and those previous is that I have a specific endgame. I will be traveling for only about a month this time before it will be time to start my new job in North Carolina working as an assistant brewer for Foothills Brewing Co. If ever you find yourself at a bar in the North Carolina/Eastern Tennessee ask for Foothills beer and give it a try. IT IS DELICIOUS!

But, to the matter at had: Bishop. I got in a couple of days ago and have had the distinct pleasure of climbing on some of the most pristine rock in the world. I have come with no expectations, but, yet still, a few problems in mind that I would like to devote some time to doing. I flashed the stand start to one my projects my first day here, but I have yet to try the sit which looks as if it will be infinitely more difficult to summit. Only time will tell, though. I got rained out at the Happys yesterday, but it was at the end of the day and I was pretty much done climbing anyhow. But today the weather is beautiful and conditions seem promising. So, now it is time to go bouldering.