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Rock climbing blog for girls and women who rock climb by a pacific northwest rock climber who just happens to be a girl.

An open letter to the universe.

Dear Universe,

I know you’ve got a lot going on, and all, but can we work out some sort of deal about the weather in Red Rock this weekend? This is the first time I’m actually flying for a climbing trip, and I’ve been looking forward to our really ambitious tick list for months now. I do see that the weather forecast has improved from a few days ago, so I thank you for that step in the right direction. I’ve already learned, solidly, that life and climbing is about staying flexible and adapting to and embracing challenging conditions… so can you please, please cut a climbergirl a little slack and not rain on my parade this weekend?

I understand, completely, if that’s asking too much, and if what’s in store for me is another Life Lesson. But, nothing ventured, nothing gained. A girl’s gotta ask.

Peace, and Hana sends a snuggle,
Sara.


Filed under: Non sequitur, The climbing life

Time to think.

With the snow still blanketing my little corner of the world, and my trusty Jetta sidelined until the weather clears, I’ve got lots of time to think about and reflect on the last year. Posts like this get filed under “The climbing life,” but really, this is likely to be even less about climbing than even most of those.

I’ve had some pretty big life changes this year, although I’ve moved so quickly through it all, with so much on my plate, that I haven’t had much time to reflect. A very long term relationship had a major transition; I moved to my own place, in another part of town; took a new job; and have made many new friends (and connected differently with old friends). As with all big life changes, it hasn’t been smooth. It’s been the kind of upset you’d expect of that many transitions in that short a time, but even so, I’ve been blessed by having my chosen family of people surrounding me at all times… I’ve been living alone with a few short-term guests since the end of May, and I haven’t yet been lonely (until today, but that’s a fleeting experience I owe to being snowbound that I should be savoring, and will plan to savor more enthusiastically tomorrow when I have a repeat of today).

I’m still working two jobs, which presents certain difficulties… I hope, in 2009, to find a way to work one job and do it well, instead of having to divide myself to the degree I have this year. I also am still climbing a lot, and much of my planning and decisionmaking revolves around being able to climb a lot. I have made great climbing friends all across the U.S. this year, after finding myself, once, with my gear for a long weekend in my car and nobody to climb with. That was mid-May, and I’d packed for an expected trip and set out, then my partners one by one became unavailable. I decided to go anyway. I changed destinations, and met up with some folks from my area who became fast friends, and we had a great get-to-know-you-trip. After that, I started talking with climbers everywhere I went… gear shops, at the crag, at the gym… even on Twitter. My friends tease me about my tendency to introduce myself to everyone I run into that might, just might be a climber… and about their impression that my goal is to know the name of every climber between here and Red Rock, Nevada. But unless you’re into soloing or solo bouldering, climbing is a group activity, and I derive comfort from knowing that with a little bit of advance planning and a lot of sense of adventure, I now have a friend of a friend pretty much anywhere I’d want to go, to meet up with at the crag. I’ve also been to places I’d only seen in magazines… my summer Tuolumne and Tahoe trip is a notable example.

My climbing has advanced, although I still have much room to grow. I’m still, as I always have been, weakest in the mental aspects of climbing. Although, even though leading is a constant struggle with fear for me, I’m enjoying myself climbing like I didn’t before this year. Don’t get me wrong… I loved climbing the minute I tried it, and haven’t looked back sense. But, before this year, I didn’t have the kind of self-possessed strength and enjoyment that I have now. Now, I feel a certain sense of freedom climbing that I didn’t feel before. I still rely very heavily on my climbing partners — they are my extended family in the gym, outside at the crag, and in my life outside of climbing. But, I’m more self-contained, I feel more complete in myself than I used to be.

Plans for 2009… I’m hoping to get down to Red Rock early in the year… I’ve been trying since earlier this month, but first work, then weather didn’t cooperate. I’d really like to spend a substantial amount of time in Squamish this year, since the last two years I’ve hardly gotten to touch it, and I think Squamish is the place for me to get my gear-legs for traditional leading. I’ll hope to stay uninjured, and to keep making new friends and seeing new places, and having new adventures. I’m especially looking forward to an anticipated June trip to Colorado for a family wedding and some time with all of my Colorado climbing friends. I don’t do New Years Resolutions, I try to just live the best life I can, every day. But I do hope to climb hard, stay strong, have fun, and continue living this full, wonderful life that I’ve been blessed with.

As you think about 2009 and beyond, what do you hope for yourself? Chime in, with your own comments, below. Thank you for reading, and thank you for being part of my extended family of climbing friends. I really, truly, don’t know what I’d do without you.

Filed under: Non sequitur, The climbing life

Rest in peace, C-pow.

I’ll post next week about my fantastic rock climbing weekend… at this point, on Saturday night, it’s only half over so I’m going to hold off for now. I do have one sad bit of news to share, though, so before I pour my sleepytime tea I thought I’d sit down to post a little tribute to my beloved C-pow.

C-pow has been with me since even before I became a climbergirl. C-pow has traveled all over with me… pre-climbing, she came to Hawaii… since starting to climb, she’s done almost as many pitches as I have, and has been to Joshua Tree, Red Rock, Tuolumne, Lover’s Leap, Squamish, Smith Rock, and other more local rock climbing destinations. She’s lived a hard life… stuffed in the top of my pack, exposed to weather extremes and too many bumps and bruises to count, occasionally even carabinered irresponsibly to a gear loop for a wild ride… she has served me incredibly well, despite all of the mistreatment she’s been subjected to. She’s always seemed happy to be along, and happy to perform…

That is, until today.

Could it be that she just couldn’t handle my temporary dalliance with a newer, bigger, more powerful camera?

Could it be that just her mere presence in Yosemite park was more than her tired, little electronics could handle?

Could it be that I, myself, did her in by leaving her un-batteried for a period of time?

Whatever the cause, my beloved Canon PowerShot A70 is no longer with us. I have gotten abundant grief from you, blog readers, about the lack of photographs for the last few months… finally, last night, some friends offered to loan me a camera since I’m between digital SLRs, and after getting used to shooting with the Canon Rebel XT I’d been lucky to use since last winter, I just couldn’t go back to my little point and shoot, so there it sat.

This morning, getting ready to head to North Bend with Kari, I picked up C-pow, dusted her off, bought nice new batteries for her, and fired her up to take a test shot. Display: garbled static. Test shot: garbled static. Tried replacing batteries, switching out the media, and everything else I could think…

to no avail.

She was gone.

So… alas… early next week, up will go another trip report sans photos. I’m going to work on honoring my loyal C-pow by acquiring a new camera… but first, a brief period of mourning. Was it my fault, or was it just her time? I’ll never know.

Thank you, C-pow, for your many years of dedicated service. Thank you for starting my climbing-area-landscapes-framed-by-dead-trees series… for capturing thousands of pictures of my dog, and hundreds of pictures of other things like pretty places and rock climbers…

You will be missed. Rest in peace, little C-pow.

Filed under: Non sequitur, The climbing life

Rest in peace, C-pow.

I’ll post next week about my fantastic rock climbing weekend… at this point, on Saturday night, it’s only half over so I’m going to hold off for now. I do have one sad bit of news to share, though, so before I pour my sleepytime tea I thought I’d sit down to post a little tribute to my beloved C-pow.

C-pow has been with me since even before I became a climbergirl. C-pow has traveled all over with me… pre-climbing, she came to Hawaii… since starting to climb, she’s done almost as many pitches as I have, and has been to Joshua Tree, Red Rock, Tuolumne, Lover’s Leap, Squamish, Smith Rock, and other more local rock climbing destinations. She’s lived a hard life… stuffed in the top of my pack, exposed to weather extremes and too many bumps and bruises to count, occasionally even carabinered irresponsibly to a gear loop for a wild ride… she has served me incredibly well, despite all of the mistreatment she’s been subjected to. She’s always seemed happy to be along, and happy to perform…

That is, until today.

Could it be that she just couldn’t handle my temporary dalliance with a newer, bigger, more powerful camera?

Could it be that just her mere presence in Yosemite park was more than her tired, little electronics could handle?

Could it be that I, myself, did her in by leaving her un-batteried for a period of time?

Whatever the cause, my beloved Canon PowerShot A70 is no longer with us. I have gotten abundant grief from you, blog readers, about the lack of photographs for the last few months… finally, last night, some friends offered to loan me a camera since I’m between digital SLRs, and after getting used to shooting with the Canon Rebel XT I’d been lucky to use since last winter, I just couldn’t go back to my little point and shoot, so there it sat.

This morning, getting ready to head to North Bend with Kari, I picked up C-pow, dusted her off, bought nice new batteries for her, and fired her up to take a test shot. Display: garbled static. Test shot: garbled static. Tried replacing batteries, switching out the media, and everything else I could think…

to no avail.

She was gone.

So… alas… early next week, up will go another trip report sans photos. I’m going to work on honoring my loyal C-pow by acquiring a new camera… but first, a brief period of mourning. Was it my fault, or was it just her time? I’ll never know.

Thank you, C-pow, for your many years of dedicated service. Thank you for starting my climbing-area-landscapes-framed-by-dead-trees series… for capturing thousands of pictures of my dog, and hundreds of pictures of other things like pretty places and rock climbers…

You will be missed. Rest in peace, little C-pow.

Filed under: Non sequitur, The climbing life

a little more on my mobile life

So, last week, it was blackberry-blogging… this week, I’m sitting in bed with my new broadband internet access fired up. It’s sloooow compared to regular high speed, but it looks like it may be the perfect solution… connectivity enough to blog and do email; too painfully slow to shoe shop. Priceless.

Speaking of shoe shopping, my beloved Mad Rocks are finally RIP. I lost count of how many times the good folks at Yosemite Bum have patched them up for me… but this last time they actually had to rubber over part of the velcro to have anything to adhere to… and I just punched a hole through the toe. I have the very unpleasant job, now, of finding a new pair of climbing shoes. I generally love climbing-related shopping, but shoes are a different story.

This weekend looks like it’s going to take me for a quick trip to North Bend on Saturday… I’m hoping my sister will get out with me for her first time outside which would be awesome. No pressure, Meg, but I’m totally counting on you.

OK… hopefully my new connectivity means I’ll be able to blog a bit more regularly again. I’ve gotten requests, lately, for more photography… I am, unfortunately, between cameras, so sorry for the high ratio of text to pretty pictures at the moment. Once I find the USB cable, I do have some photos from my last Squamish trip, but don’t know if any turned out… will do an update if so.

Filed under: Non sequitur

Every rock climber girl should have a car big enough to sleep in

This is one of those non sequitur posts… I didn’t make it outside this weekend, and I’m starting to have serious outdoor-withdrawal… it’s been two WHOLE weeks since I climbed on real rock, and I don’t know if I’ll make it to this weekend. I’m in beautiful Bellevue on Thursday and Friday for a work thing, so am thinking I may spend my evenings out at North Bend… anyone care to join me out there rather than the gym, if I can actually get away in the evenings?

Had a good climbing night Friday… lead hard (for me) and had fun climbing with some newer and some older partners (technically, some older-newer and some younger-older partners, but that’s just getting too confusing). The weekend was mostly filled with life stuff and work stuff, but I did thoroughly enjoy finishing up Eye of the Albatross, by Carl Safina. It’s one of the best books I’ve read in a long time… unfortunately, has nothing to do with rock climbing, so I suppose it wouldn’t make sense as a “stuff to read” entry on my blog about rock climbing. It’s one of those where I savored the last few chapters slowly, to try not to finish it… I had a chunk of pages left and some comfort in knowing it wasn’t over yet, and then ACK! I was tricked! The last chunk of pages were references and the index, and the book was over. So sad. So, now I’m looking for more book recommendations, in keeping with my current theme of books about “other stuff” that teach me about the struggle and conflict that is our existence on this planet. I’m open for suggestions (comment away).

WasatchGirl is in Squamish despite the theft of her Honda Civic the day before her scheduled departure… thank goodness, CB (her chihuahua, CragBaby) was not in the car at the time. Thank goodness #2, her climbing gear was also not in the car at the time. So, a trip to the Squish is definitely in order… no set dates yet, but I’ll try to figure out this week when we can invade the good ol’ BC in the next few weeks.

Now, time for work…

Filed under: Non sequitur

Girl rock climber raised with monkeys

Every once in awhile, my webstats prove entertaining. Mostly, you all find my site by searching for “hot girl rock climber” or some such similar phrase… sorry if the reality of the site disappoints that particular demographic. But, yesterday, a search engine referral caught my eye:

“girl rock climber raised with monkeys”

Since the searcher didn’t actually get anything monkey-related when clicking through to my website, I thought I’d see if I could find anything to add to a post, in case anyone else searches for information about monkey-raised climber-girls. Alas — despite google searching, and searching recent news articles, no matches for anything related to climber-girls raised by monkeys.

I’m off to other-work, then hopefully will hit the climbing gym tonight…

Filed under: Non sequitur

The word of the week

The word of the week is “rejection.” Sad! Rockclimbergirl doesn’t always get what she wants. I guess one way to look at it is that rejection is a learning experience that means that I’ve tried… another way to look at it is that I’m making progress on the fear of rejection, which will make it easier for me to take chances and try for things because I won’t be as afraid of the unpleasant feeling that results when you don’t get what you want. In theory.

On the other hand, I could use a break right about now. Universe? Please?

The upside is that tonight I get to climb at the gym with the girls; the other upside is that the weekend weather report is lovely, so there’s a chance of some time on real rock and/or playing outside in between my housework plans. I’ve been jonesing to get out to Exit 32 in North Bend for ages and finally got to whet my appetite last Friday. I prefer Exit 32 to Exit 38 (although, I haven’t fully explored Exit 38 yet — there are probably gems there that I just haven’t climbed yet, and there is a new crag being developed, Shakespeare Wall which is getting good reviews from folks who’ve visited).

Anyway – here’s hoping that your week is going better than mine, and that the too-good-to-be-true weather report holds. I’m very, very suspicious, since it’s Rhody Week up in good ‘ol Port Townsend, which generally means cloudy and overcast. We’ll see…

Filed under: Exit 32, Non sequitur

Thought for the day

Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder…

I’d provide an attribution, but since some sources say the general idea is Thoreau’s, and some sources cite Nathaniel Hawthorne, I’ll just say one of them probably said it, in some form, similar but not exactly the same as the above. Anyway – that’s one of the quotes on my bulletin board, and I just felt like sharing it today.

I’m going to add a comment to the “fear of falling” post since I’m still working on that particular issue and had a bit of a confidence setback in the gym last night; but this post is for happy stuff, so here’s the rest of the happy…

Sounds like I’ve got climbing plans this weekend, which I’m very excited about. It’s been a very long, very busy week (and a very long, very stressful few months) so I’m looking forward to sleeping out and climbing rocks and getting some time outdoors. I’ve been cooped up too much, and too long. Here’s a wish for good weather for your weekend adventures…

Filed under: Non sequitur, What else? Climbing.

Non sequitur

Since life and the weather gods are conspiring against me, this will be a non-climbing post, to echo my presently non-climbing life (short lived — meeting the girls at the gym on Wednesday, but getting outside this weekend is looking not promising).

  1. Your tax dollars at work. No, this is not a joke. The U.S. government blogs. I dare you to click on the “Fun” category.
  2. The fruit trees, the late-season daffodils and my early season rhododendron are in bloom. Despite the state of the rest of the yard, all the flowers make it look not so bad.
  3. After several weeks of potato boycott, I fell off the wagon last night and had pirogies for dinner. Then, I had more for lunch today.
  4. Hana agrees that the weather sucks; although today half of the yard is sunny and the other half overcast, so we can’t complain too much.
  5. My hair is outrageously long (for me), and I desperately need to make time to get it cut. Hello… high school called, and it wants its hair back. The overwhelming vote of friends and family is that I not do anything too drastic. I’m trying to agree, but my instincts are always to change my hair, or get another tattoo, when my life is in flux. The tattoo I’d like is too large and expensive to do right now; although I have a new small idea too, so maybe I’ll go that route instead of the haircut route. We’ll see. As if you care. But, I am a girl, not just a climbergirl, so these are things I think about.
  6. My amazing little sister just got back from New York City and I can’t wait to hear all about it. As an aside, here’s a video she and a few friends made for a contest called “Obama in 30 seconds,” for the group moveon.org. Despite remaining uncommitted in the presidential race (I have my hands full with local races this year), I am so proud of her work.
  7. I continue to be thankful for the sheer amazingness of the people in my life.
  8. OK, this one’s slightly climbing-related. Thanks to wickedoutdoorsy a blog I read and love despite the fact that it’s not about rock climbing, I just discovered Athleta. They have a whole web page devoted to climbing apparel for women. Coolness. While you’re at it, read the latest wicketoutdoorsy post, “May 14 is Yak to Work Day” which just completely cracked me up.
  9. Last week, and this week, I’m attending a 40-hour conflict management and mediation training course. Sucks for me for climbing, since it runs Thursday through Saturday two weekends in a row; but, the training has actually been really beneficial (and grueling, and exhausting, and at times, exceptionally frustrating — but overall, I’m glad I’m doing it). Aside from anything related to conflict management and mediation, the materials had this quote on the inside front cover, and I loved it so much that I checked the book out from the library and am in love with the book too:

    “I am impressed anew by the shaping forces of hunger and harshness, and by how much the harshness that challenges life is what causes the beauty. Birds fly because they must escape predators and search for food. Trees grow skyward because they compete fiercely with other trees for light. Living things need something to push off of. Each of us needs challenges to give us the right shape. The heavenly weightlessness of space weakens the bones of astronauts — a demonstration of the principle that we need grounding to support ourselves, that to achieve and maintain strength we need to conquer forces that tend to hold us down. The weightless, painless paradise that we conjure as “heaven” — where all is given, no thing is contested, nothing carries danger or threatens loss, and no effort can bring gain or cause change — could never create the beauty of a bird, the sleek speed of a dolphin, the love of a child, the compassion, intellect and inventiveness of the human spirit. We could not exist in paradise. Our minds would unravel and we would wither and dull to nothing, and expire. Blessed are our enemies and challengers. Here is the great paradox of the flesh: without the things that can kill us we could not survive. Without challenges to our very existence, we could never have come to be.”

    That’s by Carl Safina, an evolutionary biologist, in Eye of the Albatross, Visions of Hope and Survival.

    Nope, no number ten today; nine, after all, is my favorite number. Just have a healthful day, and take care of yourself.

Filed under: Non sequitur, Not Climbing, Stuff to Read