Two weekends were squeaked out in the month of August. Here were the highlights..
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New River Gorge: Jeff and Katie Wedding, Bridge Tour
On Memorial Day Weekend we headed up to the New River Gorge to celebrate the marriage of Jeff and Katie. We also got a little bit of climbing in as well. The big surprise was the neat experience of walking underneath on the scaffolding of the bridge.
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Blake-a-palooza
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.
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New River Gorger: Fern and the South side Crags
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.
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New River Gorge Summer Round-up
Ah yes, all of my previous commitments and trips were finally completed. I was finally able to reserve a weekend for me and some rocks. Being in the heart of summer, I had to be weary of the hordes at Summersville Lake and wondered what other climbing holes would be cool enough spend the day at.
West Virginia: Lower Meadow (Go Fish Luck)
Get Down to Get Up
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?
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