Sup Everyone! Long time, no blog.

I know, I know, I’ve been slacking. But I’m back! Finally back home, that is. Coming back home after almost two months on the road felt like it normally does, like I never left. 

Memories from the last two months are blurred together into one long day which begins with an oatmeal, peanut butter, maple syrup, and banana concoction, and it ends with an extra large bowl of Basmati rice (that came from a 20lb bag purchased at Costco for less than $10) mixed with an assortment of veggies. After that, it’s reading in the tent, or in the car if it’s really cold. Everything in between mostly consisted of farting, too many gay jokes (kept to a minimum in Arkansas) and wrestling pebbles until our fingertips screamed for us to stop. 

After Hueco, we visited many great bouldering destinations — a week in the Arkansas Ozarks, a few days in the Front Range, a week in Joe’s Valley, and a couple days in Little Cottonwood Canyon to top it off. 

On the way to Arkansas from Hueco we spent the night at a Wal-Mart that was located outside of Dallas. I had spent many a night in Wal-Mart parking lots on a previous cross-country road trips, but that was when we had a pop-top euro van that we never had to leave the comfortable confines of. It was a pretty restless night on the crash pads, and we awoke to guys cutting the lawn mere feet from our heads.