The Goodland Journal: Volume Two
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I<br />
grew up on a tiny island called<br />
Kaua’i, in the middle of the Pacific<br />
ocean. Rock climbing wasn’t a thing<br />
for me growing up. It wasn’t until years<br />
and years later, in my late twenties, did<br />
I climb my first route. A forty foot route<br />
on top rope, using a static rope, at a<br />
crag in Makapu’u, Hawai’i. It was pretty<br />
sketchy.<br />
Little did I know that a few years<br />
later I’d be topping out on a seven<br />
hundred foot route in Yosemite.<br />
I blinked wearily as we pulled into<br />
the trailhead for Cathedral Peak, in<br />
Yosemite National Park’s Tuolumne<br />
Meadows. It was just after 6AM,<br />
and about twenty seven degrees<br />
Fahrenheit. <strong>The</strong> air was crisp, even<br />
sharp, as I inhaled. Ahead of us was<br />
what the guidebook said was an hour<br />
and a half approach. Despite having<br />
been awake since 3:30AM, all I could<br />
think was, man, I really love this.<br />
I always wanted to climb something<br />
like Cathedral. It has this air of wildness<br />
to it. Sure, Cathedral Peak isn’t that<br />
wild. Since John Muir did the first<br />
ascent back in 1869, people regularly<br />
climb it in a day and can be back in a<br />
hotel room by the evening. But it was<br />
wild to me. As primarily a bolt-clipping<br />
sport climber, more used to 15 minute<br />
approaches to crags, rather than a<br />
miles long approach to the base of a<br />
mountain, this definitely fell under my<br />
“wild” column.<br />
It was interesting starting my<br />
climbing “career” in a place like<br />
Hawai’i. It’s not a huge sport there,<br />
but it’s definitely growing. I remember<br />
basically learning how to climb by<br />
asking the guys at the only climbing<br />
gear store on the island for some tips.<br />
Add a dash of Youtube and a sprinkle<br />
of asking randos at the crag some<br />
questions, and you have the recipe for<br />
the foundation of my climbing. Not<br />
what I would recommend, by the way,<br />
but that was the reality of the time. I<br />
didn’t learn to climb in a gym; my first<br />
three or four months of climbing was<br />
all outdoors.<br />
It’s not that there wasn’t a gym on<br />
the island. In fact, there were two<br />
at the time. <strong>The</strong> one I went to was<br />
Volcanic Rock Gym on the east side of<br />
the island. My friend Sean and I would<br />
make our daily pilgrimage to pull on<br />
some plastic in this tiny gym filled with<br />
chalk dust and good people.<br />
As we approached the base of<br />
Cathedral Peak, I stared up at the<br />
imposing wall of granite and I could<br />
start to feel the butterflies flutter in my<br />
stomach. This would be the largest<br />
wall I’ve ever climbed, by a country<br />
mile. One of my climbing partners,<br />
Bodin, led the first few pitches, before<br />
he graciously let me lead the rest of<br />
the way. “This was your idea,” he said<br />
to me, “You should lead.”<br />
Despite some choss, the climbing<br />
was pretty easy and I never felt like I<br />
was ever in any danger.<br />
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