Today the proverbial rubber will finally hit the proverbial road. I’ll go to Bishop, California and two things will happen: 1) I’ll figure out if I want to climb, and 2) I’ll figure out if I can climb. My stoke on bouldering hasn’t been LOW lately, but it’s certainly been lower than it was a few months ago, and it’s all because of this shoulder injury which isn’t really a shoulder injury. You see, I don’t even really know what’s going on. I’m pretty sure it’s my teres minor, but it’s not the kind of thing where I wake up in the morning and can’t lift my arm over my head or can’t even imagine climbing. I can totally imagine climbing, it’s just that certain moves aggravate it. It’s hard to imagine doing dynos, for instance, and I love dynos. Dynos are one of my favorite things, and one of the few things in the bouldering world I’m good at. But doing a dyno right now just seems like murder.
The sun has just peeked over Heavenly, which means I’ve got a little more time to kill till the roads warm up more and my car warms up more. I could of course just get in my car right now, but I don’t want to. I want to enjoy the warmth of this hotel room a little longer, the softness of the sheets, the sun streaming in through the window. I want to sit here sipping my venti English Breakfast with a little bit of heavy cream that I just got at Starbucks. I want to write this blog and alternate between googling all the things I normally google: SHAK, NIO stock, Pulisic, US Canada Border, Chile border open, etc etc. Now I have added the Pfizer vaccine to that last, at least for the short term. The idea of life returning to “normal” here on planet earth is tantalizing, but it makes me think about how even when things go back to normal our larger problems will remain unsolved. We’ll continue wrecking planet, we’ll continue our unbridled consumption, and more depressingly, we’ll continue letting this unbridled consumption be our number one ideal. Just about the only constant in history seems our fate to repeat the same mistakes over and over again. I am a victim of it, too. The first thing I did this morning when I woke up was go to Starbucks. Yesterday I combatted loneliness and doldrums by spending money, by consuming.
Another good reason to go to Bishop. Less to consume there.
It’s incredible how quickly things dry out. The thin veneer of frost on the Subaru is already gone. The roads are mostly clear following last weekend’s snow storm. I’m not sure how long I’m going to stay in Bishop. That all depends on how well my body does and my overall stoke levels. At one point the plan was just to cruise back to Seattle right after Bishop, but now it’s looking like I’ll be making a stop in the Bay Area on the way back. I have to remind myself sometimes that one of the reasons I left Seattle to go on this road trip was get to away from the rain and gloom, and indeed I just looked at the week forecast for Seattle and there’s rain six out of the next seven days. So I shouldn’t be in a hurry to get back. In fact, I COULD go south from Bishop and loop around through Bakersfield, and then surf up the coast to the Bay Area. I don’t know. I feel like it will all become clear very quickly.
Another thing that’s become clear to me involving this winter: I can’t stay on the boat this winter in Seattle unless I get a job. That’s the only way. Sitting around on a 27 foot boat wallowing amidst the constant rain and clouds does not sound like a good time. And this job has to involve getting off the boat. Which could be tough to find right now. If I don’t stay on the boat I’ll probably go south somewhere, maybe Mexico, maybe Central America, maybe further south to Colombia, Peru, or Chile and Argentina if they open. Argentina is showing signs of life in the tourism industry but Chile remains staunchly closed. We’ll see.
For now it’s time to enjoy my tea, check out the news a bit more, and pack my things. I’ll be climbing in Bishop today!