Earning It

It’s a joke amongst our group, Army of Darkness, that you have to “earn it”: earn your campfire hobo meal and drink of choice (glasses of wine / swigs of tequila) by pumping yourself out climbing that 5.11, grinding up a set of never-ending switchbacks on some gnarly trail, or engaging in some other activity that renders you exhausted, bloody or bruised or provides an epic story around the campfire that night (or both).


If you did, you earned it.



The gang around the campfire this past weekend in Taylor Canyon. Special guest appearances by Neil and Nory – visiting from New Zealand!


Ready to hit the trails!

Lately, the concept of “earning it” has taken on more levels of meaning for us. Earning something, by working for it, puts it up on a pedestal – because you had to put in significant effort to achieve it, that “something” is always sweeter / brighter / sparklier / more powerful of a something, right? The carrot dangling just out of reach, when finally reached, tastes like filet mignon.



Group shot – gearing up for Doctor’s Park.

We used to earn our weekend excursions with friends. Wednesday would bring conversations with Tom about the advantages of climbing at Indian Creek versus Escalante this particular weekend – or would the weather lend itself better to dirt biking The Plateau? The anticipation of meeting up with friends at X location was enhanced by the daily work grind – each flight to Denver (Stéphane), project completed (me), or email sent checked an invisible box, earned us invisible points that we could cash in on the weekend.


Girl powerrrrrr!! Working hard on Harmel’s Wall.

The dangling carrot we lusted after kept our work routine a well-oiled, productive machine: we worked hard so we could play hard! The lesson we have learned lately is that when you don’t have to earn the carrot, it’s less tasty: the Black Box wine tastes less like a Chateauneuf du Pape and more like what it is – cheap wine. The hobo meal isn’t quite as flavorful and the tequila really does burn on the way down.





Neil: master wood forager.


Me trying to earn it.


Stephane working it on a super hard route.


Spending time doing things we love with the people we love is a gift that we get to open every day. I know that once we start working we will miss the freedom of these times, but I think we will appreciate our excursions more once we get back to earning them.









    • Grandma on July 17, 2015 at 11:54 am
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    You’ve already earned everythig you have and do. Just keep enjoying doing what you’re doin’.

    • Grandma on July 17, 2015 at 11:59 am
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    My message got sent before I was finished. Anyway, good luck with the job seeking!!!


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