i managed to convince hilary that sport climbing in mexico in january would be a good idea. it was.
morning time at la posada, our accommodations during the trip. for less than $5 a night, we could pitch a tent, have access to a full kitchen, and be in a good place to meet climbers from around the world. camping in the park is free, but not feasible without a vehicle. i like free, but supporting a local business felt like a better option than renting a car.
the daily commute. i read an old post card in la posada's library that had a picture on the front of just a dirt road leading into the park and wrote of seeing a panther and a wild boar. i wanted to see a panther... however, since that postcard was written, it's become a much more developed area. street lights lit our early morning starts, and cattle and street dogs were the most wild creatures we encountered.
el potrero chico has endless fins of limestone, with only a small percentage actually developed
emily leading up another 5.fun route. el potrero has a lot of slab. climbing in alaska makes me forget how to stand on my feet, and i spent the whole first week being re-educated.
the outrage wall. home of many hard lines. we traversed from the bottom right of this photo, up and left, on a multipitch line called "sendero diablo."
market day. twice a week, vendors set up shop and you can buy anything from clothing to pottery to amazing fruit cups covered in sweet chili powder and lime juice. i liked the fruit cups.
1 liter of fresh orange juice. less than $2. we were psyched.
the streets of hidalgo, an easy 2km from camp. often, on the way back, we'd be offered rides from locals heading up that way. people would actually apologize for taking us the whole way, minus about a block. the hospitality was pretty amazing.
downtown Hidalgo, looking up to el potrero
the view from the summit of time wave zero, the longest route in the park. hilary and i almost team-freed it, but then we hit the crux pitch and much french freeing ensued. great route. great day. made even better by hilary singing me show tunes while we simul-rapped. our timing was perfect. we started pitch 1 at dawn and finished our last rap moments before headlamp-time.
time wave zero follows the ridge line on the left, with the summit that's cropped out of this photo. the route has one of my most favorite belay spots ever: clipped into a couple bolts and sitting in a palm tree.
post-climbing relaxing time with my new canadian friends. i also unexpectedly (and happily) ran into old friends from the lower 48. the smallness of the climbing community is nice that way.