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SNOWMAGEDDON (and Ducksday Giveaway!)

My little snow angel, decked out in his Ducksday gear.

My little snow angel, decked out in his Ducksday gear.

It’s always a spectacle to the rest of the country when the Southeast gets some winter precipitation, but last week was about the most ridiculous I’d seen in a long time.  Our forecasts started calling for the white stuff around lunchtime, with expected accumulations of 3-4 inches in our area.  At noon the sun was shining and not a cloud was in the sky…then the weather app on my phone shifted to snow at 4:00…then 5:00.  Finally around 6 a fine mist started swirling around outside.  I’m not sure you could even call it snow, as it was more like a dry sleet.  Temps were in the teens, so it was cold enough to stick (although the ground couldn’t have been THAT cold considering that it had been 60 the day before…).  

We woke up the next morning to a VERY thin blanket of about one inch of snow…but that was of course plenty to shut down the whole town.  In our defense it’s not all our fault – our DOT’s don’t have the equipment to get the roads plowed/salted/etc in a timely manner.  But I won’t lie, a lot of it is that Southerners just freak out any time there’s the threat of winter weather.  Half of them buy up all the bread and milk from all of the grocery stores and lock themselves inside until it’s “safe” to come out.  The other half assume that because they have 4WD, they have the skills required to navigate across ice at top speeds (our roads always end up as more ice than snow.)  I like to think our family falls into the small percentage of normal people in the middle of the spectrum – ie, life goes on, but let’s make smart decisions.

Just barely enough to make it worth dusting off the sled...

Just barely enough to make it worth dusting off the sled…

 But of course the ONLY smart decision for us the next morning was to get into our snow gear and head outside as soon as possible!  As soon as the sun hits, the melting begins, so we need to squeeze every ounce of enjoyment we can out of the fluffy white novelty!  C was out of control with enthusiasm from the minute he woke up – “There’s snow EVERYWHERE!”  (You know you’re kid’s from the south when he says that and can still see tufts of grass peeking through the white…)  

Our morning was filled with fun – C’s grandma and I pulled him all over the neighborhood on his sled, using every hill we could find as an opportunity to slide.  We identified all sorts of animal tracks, and wrote our names in the snow with sticks.  The snow was too dry for snowmen or a snowball fight, but it made for wonderful powdery snow angels.  We even made friends with one of the neighbor’s grandkids who was up for a visit.  When he had to go back inside after about 30 minutes because his clothes were sopping wet, I was very thankful that we’ve got such nice snow gear for C.  C was out for for the entire morning, and was warm, snuggly, and dry when we came inside for lunch!  

His gear was provided to us courtesy of Ducksday, and I reviewed our experience with the items as rain gear a couple of months ago.  But now that we’ve tested them out in the snow, I feel like it’s necessary to sing their praises once again!  

...but plenty of snow for some fun!

…but more than enough to have fun with!

3 in 1 Jacket – I can honestly say that C has never been cold in this jacket – and although we rarely have snow, we still encounter our fair share of sub-freezing temps.  This jacket has been a staple for us this winter, rain or shine.  The inner fleece (removable) provides a fabulous insulating layer, while the outer shell shields against wind, rain, and snow.  The hood is sized generously so that a warm hat can still be worn underneath – but it’s also detachable for a low-bulk option on a cold, dry day.  Other bells and whistles include reflective safety tape, elastic cinches at the bottom of the jacket, zip vents under the arms, and a velcro flap covering the zipper as added insurance no water gets through. 

Snow Pants –  These pants have certainly proved impressive in the rain, and now I can give them a two-thumbs up for snow as well! In fact, this winter we’ve thrown them on anytime the air is cold and the ground is wet!  Zippers and velcro at the ankles mean they fit great over boots, and the rise at the waist is high, which ensures extra protection during snow angels and other rolling-around-in-the-snow-shenanigans!  The fit is slim, but still leaves plenty of room for insulating layers underneath (but size up if your kiddo is in between sizes.)

Warm kids are happy kids!

Warm kids are happy kids!

Mittens – These are just the icing on the cake!  Extra long with a velcro adjustment at the wrist and toggle at the cuff, these water and windproof mittens are designed to keep snow out and your kiddo’s little hands nice and toasty warm, even on the coldest of days.  As far as mittens and 3 year olds go, they are easy to get on and off, and the textured palm provides surprising dexterity for a mitten.

I know some parents might think investing in expensive snow gear isn’t very practical down here in the South, but the great thing about Ducksday is how versatile all of their products are.  The removable fleece in the jacket means the outer shell is just as practical for summer rains as it is winter weather, and the pants are perfect for any kind of cold, wet weather – not just snow!  And here’s the really fun part – Ducksday has offered to hook one reader up with their very own 3 in 1 jacket for their kiddo (colors and sizes subject to availability.)  All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below about your favorite go-to snow activities (and the gear that makes them possible!) via the Rafflecopter widget (multiple entries possible for Cragmama and Ducksday fans on facebook!)  Contest will run through February 11 at midnight EST.  Best of luck everyone!  

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Rocky Face Park (Again…This Time 35 Weeks Preggo)

Good grief I'm getting big...

Good grief I’m getting big…

It was Rocky Face, Round 4 for our family this past weekend.  This little quarry crag has become our local hangout of late.  Even though it’s a farther drive than other local crags, the zero approach factor is quite appealing at this point in my pregnancy.  Add that to the fact that it bakes in the sun and even has routes easy enough for my 3 year old to enjoy, and it’s the perfect winter destination for our family right now!  

After one trip to get our bearings, and another two trips to tick off the classics on the middle wall, our next order of business was exploring the slabs over on the right side.  This area is home to the tallest routes on the wall, probably around 80 feet or so.  It’s also an area with a lot of new development going on – in fact, local developers Ryan Beasley and Chad Hilliard established a new route while we were there, and were kind enough to let us take a couple of burns on it at the end of the day.  

The climbing on this side is shockingly different than the edgy face climbing just around the corner.  Most of these routes start out by pulling over a large overlap type feature down low, and all feature a large section of slab climbing with face holds few and far between.  Some routes finish at a ledge about 50 feet off the deck, while a few keep on truckin’ up a vertical, edgy face.  

Me and Baby Z warming up on the opening slab of Hidden-mite (5.11)

Me and Baby Z warming up on the opening slab of Hidden-mite (5.11)

 

All smiles :)

All smiles 🙂

While our last visit to Rocky Face had me feeling confident and strong, this trip left me feeling like I was in the latter stages of pregnancy…which technically I am at this point, so I suppose that’s okay!  Coming off a couple of really good sessions in the gym earlier this week, I was a little disappointed at how difficult everything felt.  It’s been a while since I’ve done any sort of sustained slab climbing, and I didn’t realize how difficult all that high-steppin’ and smearing would be on my gigantic belly.  It wasn’t that it hurt – none of those achy, sloshy feelings that pushed me away from steep stuff earlier on.  It was more like things felt mechanically difficult – just getting my foot up really high was hard (sometimes I even had to use my own hand to place my foot in the right spot), and then rocking onto said foot took a lot more effort than it ordinarily would have.  Several of the routes had a really long reach or two, and that belly shortened my wingspan even more.  

Here’s our order of operations…
Hidden-mite 5.11:  Don’t let the grade scare you off, it was actually a perfect warm-up.  The climbing was no harder than 5.9+/5.10a up until the very last bolt…where a long reach to a hidden hold had everyone in our crew pitching off!  (And if you want to keep the grade moderate, you can step left at the ledge to use some neighboring anchors as intermediates to lower from.)
Somebody Get Me a Beer 5.11:  Very well-defined crux down low pulling over a bulge led to the most sustained slab on the wall.  It took me several tries to figure out beta that would allow me to reach through the crux, but after getting it, I made quick work on the slab.  

C crushing 5.4

C crushing 5.4

General Lee 5.11a/b:  This one was the most enjoyable for me of the day, as it had more intermediate holds than the others.  I was clean literally until I was reaching for the anchors…definite bummer, but definitely worth coming back to on the sharp end postpartum.
Snakecharmer 5.10:  Maybe all that slab paddling was catching up with me by the end of the day, but I thought this brand new line was pretty darn hard.  I came off pulling the bulge…and then immediately found an undercling that made the move significantly easier.  Oh well, next time!

Crag-kiddos representin' with their matching Trango harnesses as they wait their turn to climb.

Crag-kiddos representin’ with their matching Trango harnesses as they wait their turn to climb.

I did 4 routes on the day, same number as the last visit…but rather than 4 preggo-points I ended up with 4 preggo hangdogs.  I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a LITTLE disappointed that I didn’t get ANYTHING clean, but if every day was the best day ever, you’d take them all for granted, right?  But regardless of the (lack of) sendage, I still had a great day.  We made some new friends, caught up with old friends we hadn’t seen in ages, and C crushed his way up a 5.4 (hanging on the rope here and there a bit, but pretty much making all the moves!)  

As I get closer and closer to the due date, I find myself imagining what it will be like craggin’ with two small fry in tow.  I know it will be considerably harder, but we’re optimistic we can make it work.  Even if we end up logging less days on the rock in the beginning, I’m looking forward to seeing what adventures are in store for us as a family of FOUR!  For those of you with multiple crag-kiddos, how did you handle the transition from a “double team” to “man to man?”  

Our crag-family of 3, going on 4!

Our crag-family of 3, going on 4!

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Mountain Mama Review Collage – 3rd Trimester

At 24 weeks I reviewed my collection of Mountain Mama threads that had so generously been provided to me by Teresa Delfin and her awesome niche company.  As promised, I’ve written an updated version now that I’m in the latter stages of pregnancy.  Also reviewed are some new clothing items that I hadn’t received yet at the time of my 2nd trimester review.  

Lumni Tank and Alba pants at 33 weeks

Still rockin’ the Lumni Tank and Alba pants at 33 weeks

Update from 2nd Trimester Threads:  (For a more thorough description of each piece, check out the 2nd trimester review here)

Tenaya V-Neck Eco Tee and Anya Performance Tee – These tees have both grown with me over the past few weeks, and still look and feel GREAT!  They’ve proven themselves to be very durable, and have made it through dozens of days of climbing, hiking, and of course, repeated washings and look almost new!
Lumni Crossfront Tank – In the 2nd trimester this top was a little roomy in the belly, but now that I fill it out more, it’s turned into one of my favorite workout tops!  I’m also looking forward to using it as a nursing top in just a few weeks.
Marni Movement Tank – Since it’s more than just my belly that has grown more voluptuous, I’ve had to layer a sports bra underneath this top to provide adequate support – but it still works during the 3rd tri because the length and fit are still good.
Alba Wide Leg Pant – These pants are PERFECT for hiking and climbing.  My only complaint is that as my belly has expanded, I’ve had a ridiculous time keeping them up since they ride so low.  Thankfully a Bellaband has saved the day and kept me from channeling my inner plumber too much!

San Juan Top and Baselayer bottoms on a family hike at 30 weeks.

San Juan Top and Baselayer bottoms on a 30 week hike.

Lassen Hooded Jacket – Still a wardrobe staple (and could stay that way into the postpartum weeks as well!)  I literally wear it every single day.  My only wish is that I had multiple colors!!!
Clouds Rest Baselayer Bottoms – The waistband got tight on my original pair long about 27 weeks or so, so I moved into the next size up.  Compared to the rest of the Mountain Mama line, these bottoms definitely seem to run small, so if you are wanting them to last for the long haul, I’d recommend sizing up.  (On the flip side, the ones I wore in early pregnancy will probably still make great long-johns for my non-pregnant bod.)
Clouds Rest Baselayer Cross Front Top – This is another one that I’ve enjoyed more as my belly has morphed from a bump to a bowling ball.  The heavier weighted fabric makes it the perfect layering piece during cold weather workouts.  
Isabelle Midi Dress – This dress kept me comfortable and stylish for hubby’s company Christmas party, which is a lot more than I can say for the red high heels…probably not the smartest of ideas, as they were off before dinner even started!

Running laps on the auto-belay at 34 weeks - Orca Top and Leah Pants

Running laps on the auto-belay at 34 weeks

New Threads to Review:

Orcas Eco Crossfront Maternity/Nursing – I LOVE everything about this shirt!  The fit, the fabric, the crossover neckline…it’s been a closet staple these past few weeks, and I’m certain it will be fantabulous for nursing as well.  The length is a little bit shorter than the Tenaya, but even at 35 weeks I haven’t had any peek-a-boo issues, except for every now and then when I’m climbing.  
San Juan Eco Hoodie Maternity/Nursing – Same great stylings as the tee described above, but with long-sleeves, thumb holes, and a hood!  A slim-but-not-too-tight fit makes it a great layering piece, and as with the Orcas, I’m anticipating this will work out great for nursing as well.
Topanga Fleece Pant – If I could only pic one word to describe these pants, it would be COMFORT.  I wear them all the time.   Made out of Polartec Power Stretch fleece, these pants offer plenty of warmth with lots of softness – it feels like I’m wearing a blanket!  The fit on these is very relaxed, which means that baselayer pants fit great underneath! My current fashion trend is to wear baselayers around the house, and throw on the Topangas whenever I go outside.
Leah Yoga Pants – The best part of these pants is that the waistband is adjustable – roll it down to ride below the belly bump, or extend up to have a full belly panel.  For me personally, the most flattering way to wear it was with the full belly panel, as the rolled down fabric tended to look bulky under snugger fitting shirts.  The only part I didn’t like about these pants was the drawcords at the ankles – intended to provide the ability to adjust into cropped pants, I found that the cords got in the way while I was climbing.  After stepping on the cords a few times, I ended up just removing them – that solved the problem!
Zensah Compression Socks – If you are suffering from calf cramps, swelling, or any other lower body unpleasantries, you should definitely try these socks, pregnant or not!  They are very supportive, and compress muscle fibers in such a way that improves circulation and minimizes swelling.  My only regret is that they didn’t have the  cute ones in my size, so I got stuck with the plain white ones 😉

Halfway up a route in the Topanga pants, 34 weeks  (w/Clouds Rest Baselayers somewhere under there!)

Halfway up a route in the Topanga pants, 34 weeks (w/Clouds Rest Baselayers somewhere under there!)

At 35 weeks, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired of wearing the same old clothes…but the nice thing about Mountain Mama is their exclusive “Bellyglove” fit.  This stretch factor means that their clothes were designed to adapt to every trimester (including the postpartum 4th trimester!)  Even if it takes me longer than I’d like before getting back into my pre-pregnancy threads, I’m thankful that my Mountain Mama options will still look flattering!  

As always, a big thank you to Mountain Mama for all of their support during this pregnancy!  Though I received all of these items for free, the opinions above reflect my own honest opinions about my experiences with Mountain Mama products.  That being said, I’d love to hear more about YOUR experiences with these products, or any other maternity activewear.  And I’d also love to give away a $50 gift certificate to one lucky reader!  It’s easy to gain multiple entries using the Rafflecopter widget below – best of luck and contest ends at midnight (EST) on Feb 5th!

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Sauratown Mountain Access Day! (34 Weeks Pregnant)

My favorite sherpa hiking his way up to the ice...er, rock.

My favorite sherpa on the approach

Anyone who’s climbing journey has survived multiple life phases (career changes, marriage, kids, etc.) probably has fond recollections of their first “home crag.”  Each visit was filled with onsight potential, and you actually NEEDED the newest edition guidebook, rather than just buying it because it’s good bathroom reading.  Some of us still climb at our first local crag, with a familiarity and sense of hometown pride that is obvious to everyone – even if you can’t climb “the testpiece,” you know just about everyone who has and exactly how each one’s beta differs from the next.  Others have moved on to bigger and better, either geographically or metaphorically speaking.  But regardless of your current relationship with that first hunk of rock you cut your teeth on, it’s not unlike relationship milestones with people – you never forget your first!  

For hubby and I, one of our first “home crags” was Sauratown Mountain.  It was 2 hours from our house in Raleigh, and offered some of the best winter climbing conditions in the state…so long as the sun was out.  I can think of numerous instances where we all climbed in tank tops on sunny, clear days in the 30’s, and just as many days spent shivering with numb hands and fingers on a cloudy, windy day in the low 50’s.  It was the one place where you for sure didn’t want to forget your headlamp – the short, winter days coupled with a long hike out across large rocks buried in 3 feet of fallen leaves meant that I could count on one hand the number of times we made it back to the car before dark (or without some sort of spastic, slow motion trail slide on my part…)  

Cold and gray was the theme of the day...

Cold and gray was the theme of the day…

But my favorite part about Sauratown was the people that climbed there.  While most NC climbers either took the winter off or turned to the dark side pebble-wrestling, there were always a handful of folks that were willing to endure the uphill slog every weekend to bake in the sun high above the rural farmlands.  Even on “crowded” days, it was a safe bet that you’d already know anyone you ran into, and that the only time you might have to wait in line for a route was if you got there late and the 2 token warm-ups were already taken.  

Access was always a little sketchy in a don’t-ask-don’t-tell sort of way.  The land was (and is) owned by a kid’s camp/retreat, and while the camp staff looked the other way during the slow winter months when there were rarely any groups there, everyone knew we were treading on thin ice.  There were no guidebooks, and route beta was passed around by word of mouth and hand-drawn topos.  I remember the sense of pride I felt when someone finally emailed us a scanned copy of “the topo,” along with strict instructions to never give it to anyone else under penalty of death.  (That might be a slight exaggeration but you get the gist…)  But anyway after a few seasons of climbing there, there was a horrible fire (2008.)  Although the trail damage was temporary, the damage to climbing access seemed permanent.  Due to safety and liability concerns, the landownders decided to close down climbing access.  

But thankfully, the Carolina Climbers Coalition didn’t give up – for the past several years, they’ve been working hard behind the scenes.  Every winter NC climbers would hear rumblings of “did you hear their gonna open up Sauratown again?!?”, but each season would pass  by uneventfully, and everyone would look longingly at the radio antenna littered summit as we drove to other crags.  But this year was different!  Through a sizable donation from the CCC, (click here to contribute), an agreement has been reached between climbers and camp staff.  This year we have been given the opportunity to climb at Sauratown on 9 specific days (over the course of 3 weekends.)  The first one was back in December, and we had family holiday obligations to attend to.  The January date was originally set for earlier in the month, but rescheduled to this past weekend due to crappy weather.  (The upcoming February date is far too close for comfort to baby #2’s arrival, so we moved heaven and earth to make sure we were free this past weekend!)  

Shenanigans with ice...

Shenanigans with ice…

 
More shenanigans...

More shenanigans…

Heading into this weekend we knew the weather was less than ideal – a high of 42 with 80% cloud cover and 15-25mph winds.  Yuck.  Clearly the weatherman didn’t understand that this was our ONLY chance to get up there again until….maybe ever, since we of course are not guaranteed the same arrangement next year.  But we’d already made arrangements for C to spend all day with his grandparents, and we knew that this would probably be our last chance to climb just the two of us for a REALLY LONG TIME.  So we went for it, ready for a Type 2 fun, gluttons for punishment sort of day.

Unfortunately the weather held true to the forecast – cold, windy, and pretty much miserable conditions for rock climbing.  The hike was about as hard as we’d remembered, and leaving C was a smart choice (even though I know he would have LOVED all the icicles and fallen ice shards that were littering the cliff base!)  It would have taken him half a day to get up there with his little legs, and at this point in my pregnancy I don’t think I could have made it up there with him on my back.  Thankfully hubby’s old down jacket and a thermos full of hot tea kept my belly covered and warm…but without the sun the rock was far colder than the air temperature.  The climbing itself just wasn’t fun.  Even when the sun peeked out for about 30 minutes in the afternoon, it was too little too late.  

Selfie photo opp during the brief interval of sunshine.

Selfie photo opp during the brief interval of sunshine.

So after punishing ourselves on the warm-up, we decided we’d have more fun just “sight-seeing.”  You know, wandering around the cliff being social with the other fellow masochists, and reminiscing to each other about our favorite memories from the area.  And of course, playing with giant icicles in honor of C!  Certainly not a typical crag day for us, but nevertheless, a fun one.  I wish we would have been able to actually climb more, but it just wasn’t in the cards on this particular day – we’ll just keep our fingers crossed that next year works out better for us!  

 

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MLK Climbing Weekend! (33 Weeks Pregnant)

We found a sunny spot to watch everyone throw themselves at the Egg Boulder.

We found a sunny spot to watch everyone throw themselves at the Egg Boulder.

Tradition states that every year we MUST go climbing on the Crag-Daddy’s birthday with as many people as we can round up, followed by a big party at our house afterwards.  Usually the wide range of abilities represented and the sheer amount of people means we wind up at the Dixon School Rd boulderfield.  It offers decent winter conditions, and is just down the road for all the local folk.  We usually also end up with a few out-of-towners that crash at our house for the night.  Steve’s birthday is not actually until the 23rd, but the past couple of years our schedules have dictated that we celebrate over MLK Jr weekend, affording us an extra day to climb.  Last year we squeezed in 3 destinations in 3 days, snagging memorable sends left and right.  This year was a little more low-key…

With only a few more weeks to go in this pregnancy, I was obviously well past the bouldering stage, but that didn’t stop me and the crag-kiddo from heading out there to waddle around and spray beta socialize and hang out with friends.  The crowd was a tad smaller than previous years – temps in the low-40’s scared a few away, and several stayed home stricken with whatever that flu-ish/fevery thing is that’s been making the rounds lately.  But with just over a dozen folks there, we definitely still had plenty of pads and plenty of spotters.  Playing the role of spectator wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be, but there were definitely a few times where I wished I could jump in there with everyone else.  I’m in the home stretch though…soon enough I’ll be cleared to land on a crash pad once more!

Emil on the Jerry Springer  Boulder

Emil on the Jerry Springer Boulder

We didn’t climb on Sunday, but Monday we met a bunch of friends out at Rocky Face, which has been our go-to winter crag of late.  With blazing sun and temps in the upper 50’s it was ALMOST too hot – quite the change from Saturday, but that’s how we roll in the Southeast this time of year.  Crazy as it may sound, this day of craggin’ was probably the favorite of my entire pregnancy (so far…)  

Steve on Quickdraw (5.11c) and Adam on Blasted in Black (5.9)

Steve on Quickdraw (5.11c) and Adam on Blasted in Black (5.9), and C on his “boat.”

After warming up on a new bolted line that was less than 24 hours old (Crimps and Slopers , 5.10b/c), we got down to our goals for the day.  I had hoped to refine my beta well enough on Quickdraw (5.11c) to toprope it clean, which would make it by far my hardest 3rd trimester preggo-point to date.  I’d tried it once before, but figured it would take me at least a couple of attempts to remember the moves, but I was delighted to climb it clean on my first try!  Steve scored a legit 2nd go send, and then we both turned our sights to Mr. Aidman’s Free (5.11a), which is technically very straightforward, but a lot more powerful (ie not my strong suit when it comes to pregnancy!)  After botching the beta hanging the draws, Steve once again scored a 2nd go send.  I’d also been on this one once before, and it had packed quite a punch, so I wasn’t too optimistic about the preggo-point…but it felt a lot easier than I’d remembered and once again I found myself at the anchors with no falls or hangs!  I rounded out the day by taking a clean lap up one of my favorites, Hardman (5.11b).  

Me (and baby Z) chalking up on Quickdraw (5.11c)

Me (and baby Z) chalking up on Quickdraw (5.11c)

 

C on Left at the Y (5.2)

C on Left at the Y (5.2)

It was very encouraging to me to feel as strong as I did – I figure if I can still crank out three 5.11’s in a day this late in the game, I have a pretty good chance of getting back in climbing shape by the end of the summer.  It’s interesting that I all of a sudden feel a lot stronger.  Maybe it’s because baby’s dropped a little bit, which has afforded me a lot more breathing room?  Breathing easier = less pumped = less rushed = smarter climbing?  

In other news, the grown-ups weren’t the only ones having fun on the rocks…C ticked off a very important milestone for himself as well.  He made it to the top of not one, but TWO routes!  Both clocking in at a grade of 5.2 – Left at the Y, and Right at the Y are officially the first two climbs C’s ever completed on toprope.  While he can regularly crush walls at the climbing gym, he’d yet to finish anything outdoors on a rope.  To be honest, this is probably mostly our fault…We rarely find ourselves at crags with routes easy enough for him to finish, so he usually just hops on the first part of whatever he’s interested in doing that already has a rope on it (which translates to a lot of “boosting” through moves too hard for him to do with sections where he can’t reach the holds.)  But Rocky Face has a wide variety of options for beginners of all ages.  Throw in a little extrinsic motivation via some cupcakes leftover from the birthday party and an encouraging Daddy waiting for him on top, and C was crankin’ his little heart out!  For both climbs he rested on the rope a bit in the beginning, but he did do all the moves without any belayer assistance, and the result was a gigantic beaming smile that made my heart happy for the rest of the day.  As he was lowered he processed his feat out loud – “The first time I tried it I couldn’t do it, but then I tried again and I COULD do it!”  YES.  Life lesson learned. 🙂  

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With just 6 weeks left til the due date, our climbing weekends as a family of three will soon be no more, so it was awesome that this particular one was so much fun!  Next year’s MLK weekend will probably look a lot different than this one, and I’m thankful for all of our friends and climbing partners who helped make my hubby’s birthday celebration special!  

 

 

 

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