I’m sitting in the parking lot of a coffee shop waiting for them to open at 6:00AM. What the hell am I doing here? So it turns out that I forgot my sleeping bag, but luckily had brought a spare. Unluckily, that spare is no match for a cold November night in the Tablelands… and to think I was going to camp at the milks!!
First day in Bishop was relatively uneventful. I hit the road Friday morning at about 4:30, and with no cars on the road was able to have a breathtaking drive over the Sierra and down 395. Sunrise hit me around the 88/89 junction, by Sorenson’s lodge and the Welcome to the Future boulder. What a change from last Friday, in a week over 2 feet of snow has fallen in that area.
As I drove by the 395 boulder my hopes of an early morning send of the Crystal Arete (V7) were dashed, as the base was completely covered in snow. Perhaps by the end of the trip it will melt out a bit, and I will have a chance on that stellar looking line.
I made it into Bishop around 9:30, less than 5 hours from when I left Davis. First stop the Pleasant Vally Campground, aka The Pit, looking for Steve and Steve (Patton and Schwortz) who are up here this weekend and came in a day ahead of me. With no sign of them or any familiar faces, I headed up chalk bluff road to the Happies. Gearing up took a while with all of the preparations and such, but eventually found my way hiking up the front off the volcanic flow.
I dropped my pad at the Hulk, and after a quick send of Big Chicken (V2 – on right arĂȘte from The Hulk. I took my scratch pad, a chalk bag and shoes and headed off to a warmup circuit. The totty boulder was the first stop, traversed a bit, but nothing too exciting I headed up to Heavenly Path to finish the warmup circuit, climbing all of the climbs on that boulder, and downclimbing Chocolate Slab. The two warmups on the left side of that boulder are really excellent highballs. The one on the right is tricky, a little less secure, and requires some moves on monos, so that may be one to skip, depending on your preferences.
With warmup settled, I headed back up to The Hulk, where a boogie with the Disco Diva awaited. The crowd had already started amassing, with a group over at Solarium (V4) and a pile of pads beginning to form under the Happy Boulder. My first goes at Disco Diva were very unsuccessful, with most of the difficulty being figuring out the beta (AGAIN). I was spanked a few times, Got dejected, took a break, and kept at it. I’m now at the point where I can set up for the dyno relatively consistently, which is excellent. Very excited to see progress, but I am going to have to put in some more serious work to finish it.
From there I headed over to Acid Was Left. Couldn’t do the first move of the sit, which in my mind is the hardest singular move I have ever done, when I did the right variation. Starting one move in to the problem, however, I was getting pretty far, with my left hand in the dish up high, right below the jug, and my right hand bumped in from the sloping rail to the weird undercling crimp at the edge of the roof. So in other words, as with Disco Diva, good progress, but not quick there yet, and with some more hard work required to finish it off.
I headed back to the pit to try and find a campsite. What do you know, its packed solid Thanksgiving weekend forecasted for good weather… Remember how I was at the pit at 9:30 that morning. You may ask yourself if there was any spaces available then. I couldn’t tell you, I didn’t even look.
OK OK OK, so you are saying, who cares, theres BLM land everywhere, it’s free camping, and you stay out of the zoo, whats the big deal? The big deal is that it gets dark and cold by 6:00PM, and without a campfire theres not much to do at that point but go to bed. So that’s how I found myself in some random undeveloped campsite on top of the tablelands, going to bed at 6:30.
I lost track of how often I woke up in the middle of the night. I'm not sure that bag did anything, but mentally it was comforting. Eventually, I decided that my miserable conditions couldn't be much worse, so I might as well get going, get the car heated up, and start the day.
Well, I know that seemed like a long post, with mostly a bunch of stupid information, and no pictures or anything. But get used to it. Don’t read it, I don’t care. I own the camaro and the motor home, so where the f**k you gonna go?
Until the next time,
Go easy, and if you can’t go easy, go as easy as you can…
-B