Buddy Blake was a bachelor, and everyone needed to have a reason to party. So it was decided that Blake would be getting a bachelor party at the New River Gorge. Blake-a-plooza was born. Continue reading “Blake-a-palooza”
Last trip before Lasik Surgery, was to do some summer climbing up in the New River Gorge. This trip was complied with Sam and Jeff. We drove up late Friday evening in Sam’s truck. All 3 of us need to get a way for the weekend.
I drove out from the city of Charlotte in the Blazer for the Lands of Tennessee. My Destination was set, I was head for the shangra-la of the Obed. My need to visit was driven by the overheard stories of overhanging sandstone walls, rushing water, and vibrant deciduous forests.
We were looking for an exploratory excursion of hiking and climbing, and trying to get to Little Wilson fit the bill. Direction on Mountain Project were sparse and out dated, as that washing machine was gone, and parking lot description were not so good.
It was time for a try-hard weekend, despite conflicts and weird weather. I piled the Jeep up with gear, and drove partner-less Friday night, time dragging on slowly with podcasts and Sheetz food. As the latitude rose, the snow on the ground got deeper and my thoughts wavered. Nevertheless, I committed to meeting Alex and Austin at the ACC campground and I do not bail. While pulling into the campground and seeing the 5-6 inches of snowy-icyiness packed on the ground, I knew Lady Luck would hold all the good cards this weekend and make or break it. The question was would she call out, “Go Fish” or hand us a set?