I don’t remember the last time I wasn’t climbing on New Years Eve Day. Most of the time, I find myself south of the border in a sunny, beautiful, outdoor climbing area. This has been true for many years except for last year. I think last year may have been the worst. Let me set the scene.
It was early morning and we had just started to warm up in the Kraft boulders (located in Red Rocks, Nevada). The day started off great: the sun was out, the warm ups were fun, and I was bouldering with two of my best friends. Looking out on the horizon and reflecting how great it felt to be in the warmth of the sun, four large vans rolled into the parking lot and about 50 young climbers rolled out. Crash pads, ipads, parents, and all. The next thing I know, there are more people than there are boulders and the scene had changed dramatically.
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