It's that time of year again where weekend trips take precedent over everything else. It's warm enough to camp out under the wide open sky that the mid-west calls home. This is the time where relationships between friends thicken, and the relationship with one's self and nature becomes more recognized.
My climbing partner and I set off for Utah at the end of April. With the forecast not looking too good, we weren't sure how much climbing was really going to get done. We were both alright with just adventuring, and we weren't disappointed.
We were fortunate enough to only experience rain while we were driving. Whenever we stepped out of the car, the clouds would part and we'd be able to enjoy a damp desert.
As we drove from Utah towards Arizona, we stumbled upon the "Hole in the Rock," which was this large house created in the cave of this large rock structure in the middle of the desert. There were a lot of oddities and even a petting zoo. The place is for sale, if anyone's interested!
We trekked to Monument Valley on the border of Arizona. The views left us speechless, we've never seen anything quite like it.
That night, we drove back into Utah to camp in Indian Creek. This is an incredibly famous climbing area in Utah. The rocks towered over us as we set up our camp, and right as the sun was setting, the clouds parted and showed us a sunset that seemed to set the rock on fire.
Our last day in Utah was spent climbing in the creek. Crack climbing is a different game, but it was really interesting. I know that this area and I have a lot to learn about each other. I was grateful to have such a great guide.
Our last night was spent at a small campground near Castleton tower. Going to sleep and waking up to fantastic sunshine lighting up the structures around us. This trip was perfect, in every way. Until next time, desert.