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Murry Christmas Amurica.

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Lazy blog post time! Basically i’ll just vomit on this post page of the pictures from my last Bishop trip & a v-log I posted yesterday from my NDTitanLady channel on Youtube. Don’t fear the video icon. We all know 80% of youtube organic traffic is sourced from low-key pervs who direct to sexually misleading screen captures. Its all a strategic vlogger ploy *wink*

I drove up solo to Bishop this past weekend, but I ran into everyone I know in the climbing community! It was great seeing everyone there, did not feel alone at all. Also, thanks to my wonderful friends for taking me in, letting me sleep on the floor of their motel room. More thanks to the nice bishop family who let me sleep in their log fired warm house. I set up my campsite both nights, but left it alone overnight because I got a warm bed to sleep in. Everything worked out perfectly.

This is me freezing my buns off in the milks, but this year I bought and brought a catalytic heater. SAVED MY LIFE.



The ominous storm rolling in over the Sierras.

Storm or not! There was a handful of us out in the Buttermilks.



2nd day out in the Happies

I just don’t understand why no one wants to hold my hand.
#climberissues

HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE! & Climb ON!

Natalie Duran <–

I’m Thankful for: Bishop Bouldering

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On Thursday, November 22nd, I spent a wonderful and quick evening with my family celebrating Thanksgiving. As always, there was a plethora of leftovers. After washing the fine china and wine glasses, I packed up as much mashed potatoes that could fit in a Tupperware. I had a cooler packed with Thanksgiving leftovers and threw it in the car, tetris style, with all my camping and bouldering gear.

I attempted to sleep, but it didn’t happen. It was 4AM and I was ready to leave for Bishop! There is no need for coffee for me, when my adrenal glands are secreting adrenaline by the bucketload.

We had a slow Black Morning start… but eventually we headed out with the Riverside sun shining bright. It’s not a complete camping trip until I forget something important. This time I forgot my precious DSLR Canon T3i. For some reason I had no hesitation to drop by the closest Best Buy on the way to “borrow” *cough*cough* a new DSLR body. Five minutes later I threw $1,000 down (“Shut up and take my money”), and I had a Canon T4i in my hands ready to capture the trip in its entirety.

We arrived at the Milks at noon. Every single campsite we passed by was occupied. Just as we were going to give up and head to the pit, we ran into our guy friends from the gym. Magically they nabbed a great group site in the milks just off the fork of the road. I was so glad we ran into them, personally I prefer to camp out in the Milks way more than the Pit.

–>Day 1: Buttermilks 

I didn’t get any pictures, so I guess it didn’t happen.

Climbing on day 1 is always a slow day. After setting up camp, I walked up the trail with my shoes/chalk and moseyed around. The Milks was packed, everyone and their mom was out… literally. Compared to last year, I noticed a larger attendance of families with their toddlers & dogs running around. As long as I don’t crush a fetus or puppy, then i’ll be fine. At the end of the day I managed to knock out a few soft V6. I called it a day once the sun disappeared over the Eastern Sierras, it was beer time.

–> Day 2: Happies 

The morning sun resting on my tent instanteously woke me up. I got myself dressed, and when I walked out of the tent I thought I was looking into a mirror. My friend Jackie Trejo was wearing the same exact style outfit as I was. This was 100% coincidence. I don’t know how this is possible. Plaid shirts are excusable, but the black & white geometric leggings? Now thats just weird.

Even though the weather predicted a high of 72F, it still felt really warm come 10 o’clock. We arrived at another busy crag. Our climbing day started late in the morning, and the Happies parking lot was almost completely full. The whole day felt like a hangout day the gym. Each boulder was occupied, there was no need to bring pads from boulder to boulder because the floors were already plastered down like gym mats.

I got on the Serengeti [V5] classic for the first time, using a gaston beta I finished it up. Then I spent my day repeating the classics. Like Solarium [V4]:

  • This dog was giving an epic spotting job.

  • Heavenly Path boulder warm-ups:

 

–> Day 3: Seven Spanish Angels [V6]

On Sunday we only climbed at the Seven Spanish Angels boulder out in the Milks. By the third day my finger tips looked and felt completely thrashed. I managed to obtain a few fleshy flappers throughout the weekend. Nonetheless, I jumped on a few problems out on this boulder.

This was my first trip out to Bishop for the season. I know I didn’t push myself at all. No project was started, barley touched anything hard. No stress for this trip. For now…

We left Bishop at noon, and headed through the desert drive all the way home. It was a great trip! Can’t wait for my tips to heal and head back again.

Oh, and shoutout to Schatt’s Bakery for being so amazing every time. It’s not an official trip to Bishop if you have not visited this bakery! The best time is to go in the morning and head to the back of the shop for the discounted day-old bread that is 50-70% off. I obtained a loaf of onion-cheese bread for 75 cents. Nom nom fest.

 

Get out there, stay psyched & Climb ON everyone!

–> Natalie Duran 

Dealing with Influenza in Bishop

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Ive been psyched because I planned on spending my spring break boulding in Bishop. Unfortunately, I contracted Influenza a couple days before my trip. My symptoms didnt show up until the day of the trip… so I had to suck it up for the sake of the rest of the climbing party, there’s no way I could go home.

I couldnt complain, because I had the most gorgeous view outside my hospital bed (aka my crashpad bed in my tent). I tried climbing the first day. One attempt on a climb equaled an hour sleeping under the boulder… from then rest is what I needed.

The first night with influenza in Bishop was insane. We camped out in this gorgeous site away from anyone else. Sounds from the adjacent creek soothed my death pain. My first night involved a high fever and blaring headache with little sleep yay. The temperature outside was 35F. Even with the chilly weather I was sleeping on top of all my blankets with a sports bra and shorts on. The world felt like the temperature of my body, a constant 101F.



Pretty bummed my climbing trip was ruined by the flu. Ive was so psyched to get out to Bishop again, ive been training to start/finish some projects. The only project I crushed was dying in my tent.

so so sad. next time.

climb on, and be healthy

-Natalie Duran