Friday, April 18, 2014

Climbing the Red River Gorge: Gettin' Lucky in Kentucky



Sometimes in life, if you are lucky, you encounter something that ignites your soul. It can be a person, a place, or even a really great ginger ale. This April I had the privilege of enjoying all three of these wonderful things, all together in an intricate mix of joy.

            Let’s start with the people, because when you get down to the core of it that’s what really matters. I could have taken a tour of pungent New Jersey landfills with this group and had the time of my life. The group formed when Meg—remember Meg? —and I decided to take a trip to the infamous Red River Gorge in Kentucky as a send off for her impending cross-country road trip. We invited along two of our fellow gym rats, Grey and Xavier, and the Unpredictables were formed. For weeks we spent our nights planning, alternatively at REI and the bar, making lists of gear, ordering ropes, drooling over guidebooks.  We even got custom-made shirts for the trip. The Unpredictables were to be rounded off with a final member, a friend of Meg’s who was meeting us in Kentucky. The rest of us had never met Ray, but Meg told us he climbs trad and is cool, and so Ray was in.
Team Shirts - the guys who made them loved them so much they kept some for themselves!

I'm going to seperate each day of climbing out into it's own post, enjoy!

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