Cutthroat

In a previous life if someone told me that I wouldn't climb for nearly two years I'd tell them to go pound sand and maybe suggest a place where they could stick it.

After having Annabelle it was clear to me that teaching her cool shit was more important to me, so I put climbing on hold. Totally worth it! Now I have a super awesome two year old girl who makes me laugh at her stories all day long, loves the outside, and learns something new every day. The perfect kid for Brandon and I in every single way. 

None the less- climbing is something that really makes me feel like I'm alive and I've missed it. In December I started gym climbing again. All summer long I climbed the crap out of Mount Erie - really climbed Erie until the cows came home.    

Holly and I decided it was time to re-cut our teeth at alpine trad climbing -without someone leading us- and we put our sights on Cutthroat Peak. The first scheduled attempt was scrubbed due to the family being infected with a highly transmissible contagion (maybe you've heard of it already), the second attempt was planned for a weekend where the weather forecast called for 30 degrees and snowing. We were pretty certain that the summer got away from us and our goal was going to be unchecked. 

Then, last week the sun came out and the forecast, possibly sponsored by Nike was basically shouting at us "JUST DO IT".  Friday night we drove out to the trail head and set up our tent. After splitting two whiskey gingers and giggling in the tent, we had a little confidence in a bottle and were pretty positive we could climb anything. No Problem, you need it climbed, I'll climb that. 

Saturday was full on and the route did not disappoint. It had a little bit of everything we expected and more: route finding, loose rocks, exposure, some bare gear placements, and a bonus pitch. At one point I had to yell at my leg "STOP Shaking leg! You are not helping!" If anyone else heard me maybe they thought I was crazy-probably Holly thought I was crazy but too bad at that point she was tied to me. We took turns being brave and swapping leads all the way to the top and then all the way back down. Couldn't ask for a better climb or partner. 

Excited to be doing it again!