I have only been rock climbing once in my life and the first time I decided to venture into this sport was in Las Vegas at Red Rock the day after I ran a 1/2 marathon. Luckily, the guide just happened to be a very good-looking, athletic, experienced rock climber.
The day started out with a Starbucks and a Ginormous Doughnut from the Hotel at New York New York. Breakfast of champions right there. “what? I just ran a 1/2 marathon-cut me some slack.”
We drove to the Red Rock Climbing center where we met our guide and were taken out to Red Rock Canyon where we would set up camp for the day. For anyone that thinks that Las Vegas is warm year round think again. It was absolutely FREEZING and I was not ready for how cold it was going to be. After a small hike to where we would be climbing our guide Andy went and got all the ropes set for us to start climbing.
While our guide was setting everything up I decided to take some photo opportunities. It was absolutely gorgeous despite the cooler temps. I can honestly say that was one of the most peaceful days of my life outside of being terrified to climb these giant rocks. It was so quiet and it felt like I was in my own little world.
It was now or never. The angel on my one shoulder was telling me “don’t do this” while the devil on the other shoulder was saying “c’mon, what are you waiting for you big chicken” Obviously, I listened to the little devil.
After I had reached the top during one of the climbs I just took a moment while I was up there to reflect and take a photo so I could remember this feeling. I think I climbed that day 3 different times. I walked away all bruised up from hitting my legs on the rocks but also knowing that a few years ago I never would have been able to accomplish all the things I accomplished that weekend. It was absolutely amazing to feel like I was on top of the world and not in an arrogant “I am so good” sense but more a “You did good kid, you did good” sense.
We ended the day with a drive through the rest of the conservation area and observing some more experienced climbers taking on some serious rocks. I hope to one day be able to experience the euphoria that I felt climbing those rocks in the cold Las Vegas air. I have searched for places in Michigan to climb but have come up short and I feel like going to an indoor gym will somehow not be anywhere on par with climbing an actual rock .