It’s been an annual tradition going on twenty years now. Some folks, like Tom, are solid fixtures – showing up to the campsite (and in most cases claiming it) like clockwork every year. Others make more spotty appearances, their attendance affected by the demands of their lives: children, careers, relationships, health, finances, travel.
Since we started joining in the annual Thanksgiving celebration, Stéphane and I missed a few consecutive years due to our sailing adventure and our Maine misadventure. So this year we were determined to go – no matter that we had just bought a house two days before or the seven-hour drive – these things are small potatoes and well worth the effort to overcome in exchange for a few days of camaraderie, climbing, and cavorting in the desert.
Hey there! Awesome post, I’ve been climbing in escalante for quite some time now and have tried to find the green machine wall a few times with no avail. Would there be any chance you could throw me some beta as to where the wall actually is? I too have been raising my children there, and I cant wait until I get the honor of sharing a rope with them. Regardless, great write up and cheers!
Nic
Sure does look like a fun way to spend thanksgiving! Love and miss you three?
Looks like a great time! No childhood is complete without a sink bath photo ? beautiful red rock walls.
Hey there! Awesome post, I’ve been climbing in escalante for quite some time now and have tried to find the green machine wall a few times with no avail. Would there be any chance you could throw me some beta as to where the wall actually is? I too have been raising my children there, and I cant wait until I get the honor of sharing a rope with them. Regardless, great write up and cheers!
Nic