Squish Squish Squish!

Squish = Squamish B.C., the apparent outdoor recreation capital of Canada. Last weekend was the first time I had ever been to Squamish for bouldering and I can understand why my friend Haychoi says that the goal of every weekend is to head up to Squamish to boulder. The drive is supposedly about 4 hours, but can be as short as 3 if you time it right (meaning leave Seattle or Squamish between 7 and 9 in the evening). Don't worry about getting there late because the August Jack Motor Inn will be open until 1:00 am for the late arrivals.

Despite the threat of rain we still were able to climb all weekend. The first reason is that the trees kept the boulders dry when it rained lightly and the weather forecasters were wrong and it didn't rain hard until Sunday night. Besides climbing there were other great moments such as:

"Is it raining up there?" (Sandra asking the girls climbing on the wall above us)

Kakaw kakaw, the sound of a viper

"Eric, I hate you. This is all your fault. Ok, one more try." (Choi talking abotu slab climbing)

"You gotta do what you hate." (Choi talking about slab climbing again)

Gnar gnar

Bomber

Plush (a Canadian climbers favorite word)

Jon: I opened the red bull for you if you hadn't noticed.

Eric: (Sniff) I think that's the bile.

The descent trail taking us right back to Erin's car.

Climbing down between some boulders to get Choi's shoe that Sandra dropped.

I took a few photos over the weekend in Squamish along with some short videos, Saturday warmup, Sunday warmup. Note: I am usually better at top outs than in those videos. Hehe.