A wierd combination of words, but what we have been having for the past little while. It has started to get cold here and most mornings there is frost on the ground, sometimes as late as 9:30 a.m. We actually had a couple of days where it snowed/sleeted and friends driving in another part of Kentucky actually saw a couple of inches of snow on the ground. I hear that's more than what's been happening in Montreal.
We have finally been getting some good weather in the past 3 days with more to come in the next week if the weather report is right. With the sun out, climbing is perfect. The temps are around 10 - 15 degrees at their warmest. Cool enough for some good friction and warm enough to not have frozen fingers as you touch the rock - most of the time. Hand warmers in the chalk bag help with that and it gets cold when you are belaying and not doing anything. Getting out of the tent in the morning is pretty harsh, however, the compensation has been some great sends in the past couple of days, many low 11's and I onsighted an 11b yesterday at Torrent. I'm feeling strong both physically but especially mentally, pushing my limits more and more and feeling really good about it.
All this talk of weather, but when you live outside and climb, your life revolves around the weather. How early you go to bed and get up, what you plan, where you climb, when you take a rest day. It's about the most important thing we think about down here.
The crowds are slowly thinning out at Miguels. Though this weekend is Thanksgiving and we expect some people, most of the regulars have been leaving in the past couple of days. Cold nights by the fire have been replaced with warmer nights in the monastery or inside Miguels. After Sunday they will be closed, and I have been offered the opportunity to sleep at the hostel which will make life here more pleasant. I've realized after sleeping inside last night, what a difference it makes to have your core body temp go up for a couple of hours. I had been chilled for 2 days and now I can enjoy a cool sunny morning in the gorge. Driving to work this morning from the hostel to Red River was beautiful. Blue sky, most of the leaves are down but this area remains as scenic as ever. Commuting has never been so fun.
So, have no fear, though I will not be home for the holidays, I will be celebrating here. Tonight is Thanksgiving supper at Miguels, and no it will not be pizza. Turkey it is and I think I will eat some, just for the occasion. Then, next week, the hostel will be having their Christmas party. The christmas trees are already up and last night I sat on the couch in the livingroom, lit up only by the christmas tree. It was quite beautiful.
After that, the plan is to head down to T-Wall in Tennessee to learn how to place gear for about 2 weeks. We'll also be hitting up O-Bed and Rock Town while we're down in the vacinity before I head out West to Arizona. Plans from there remain foggy, but many options with many people to hang out with along the way. I'm actually looking forward to being on my own a little bit, it's pretty hard to do that here, but always at with the comprimise of a climbing partner, so, time will tell.
Though I miss home and feel homesick after talking to a friend last night, I feel in my element here. I grow more and more in love with climbing and enjoy living down here. I have been really lucky with the connections I have made, the people I have met and the jobs I have gotten. I feel like I live down here. Well i do, but I actually feel like it's my home right now and though a big part of me is ready to move on, I am also quite sad about it. Having a lot of friends take off in the past couple of weeks makes that harder.
And so, I go on and on. There are some new pictures up in the photo album, and I'll continue to put more up. Internet over the next week or so will be easy to access, but after that, I have no idea.
Keep in touch everyone, enjoy and keep living life, I know I am.