I kid you not, I drove all the way from Joshua Tree to LA last night with a fucking BAT stuck to my grill.
I met this gurl at the top of a climb and we talked for awhile and then we realized we worked together ten years ago for NAL and lived in our trucks next to each other and had all the same friends and hung out some. Small world!
This is where I sleep every night. No tent, no walls, no people. Just me, my bag, the stars, and a bunch of big ole rocks all around me.
(Joshua Tree, California)
I showed up in Joshua Tree by myself and have met a ton of awesome folks from all over the world. This is my British climbing partner for the week. He smokes cigarettes between climbs and pronounces my name kinda funny but he keeps me alive and is nice and that’s all that matters.
The climbing community is so so