The rock of Bear Lake |
This year being dry, thus a better road, we've gone in twice now and hopefully will go in more to complete the development of the beautiful forest boulders. On this last trip we made our way around the lake and into the thick forest. After some wandering and a long story including an "adult content" update from Bryan about the state of things in his life, we found the area Marla and I had spied. It is a great addition to the area and doubles the amount of rock at Bear Lake. Excited with the new and very quality gneiss we went to work brushing in a light drizzle of rain. The new sector of boulders is a bit of a wall(s) while also being a bit of a talus field. A little of both styles varied the landings from flat green grass to hectic and sharp talus. The rock is fantastic!
Between spitting rain followed by flashes of sun Bryan managed to put up three new lines. Two clean and almost vertical lines, and one on a bloc perched above, a steep 4 move problem out a steep face. So, two V0-1 problems and a V3 without names (or maybe he did name them, but never tells me anything these days). I put a ground up high ball in on the near vertical wall that was pretty simple at V1. It is named Moss Green.
With a huge dark beast of storm moving in we quickly traversed the talus/walls to the far end of the sector and cleaned a few more lines. Bryan nabbed two very good steep lines on big holds in the top of the talus field where the blocs are just beginning to peal off the walls. I don't know what he named or rated them. While Bryan climbed I was busy brushing three good lines in the talus below. An awkward prow was first to go down and was only around V3/4, but took me a bit to figure out. I named it Indian Ladder. Bryan walked it and gave me a bunch of shit without actually saying anything. I could see it in his eyes, pure shit.
We moved pads a few feet over into a steep and clean roof. Very widely spaced holds to start the roof felt like a real shoulder ripper. We briefly tried the start and figured out some good foot beta, then rain in sheets came in. Bryan and I built a romantic fort in the back of the cave after kicking rat crap off the seats. The Ladies and dogs stood in the rain. They wouldn't come into the cave. We packed and wandered, soaked, into the valley and spied yet more rock to explore. The rain grew darker and cold and we couldn't get across a creek. Once back at the jeeps the sun emerged. Fooled again by storm we discussed going back to the new rock or putting something up in the older sector of Bear Lake, but in the end drove around on bumpy roads looking for even more rock.
Indian Ladder V3/4 |
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