Water Sports
Last night I caught the I-need-to-get-out-of-the-house-or-I’m-going-to-go-crazy bug. I called up a few people that i know who like to climb but i couldn’t find anyone who was willing to belay me…uh…I mean, climb with me. So I decided to embark on a spontaneous, home-made triathlon. I started from my apartment and biked three miles to the Quarry Climbing Gym. Once there I warmed up, worked on a V4 in the bouldering room followed by a V5 and then another V4. I then biked the three miles back to my apartment and grabbed my goggles (I meant to bring them with.) After getting those, I biked the 207,990.21 centimeters (I love Google Earth) to the BYU pool and swam a mile (33 laps.) Also, keep in mind that this is the first time I have accomplished such a feat. Once I completed that highlight of my nascent swimming career, I biked the 207,990.21 centimeters (1.29 miles) back to my apartment and I was victorious (placed first overall.)
I don’t know how long it took me to do (I’m not sure if I want to know) but it was my first home-made triathlon. It was a blast. Have you done any sort of creative triathlon? Let me know.
March 25th, 2006
I was blessed to spend 28 days rafting through and exploring the Grand Canyon. Most people are familiar with the majestic scene of the canyon from the rim and from the many trails that lead into the canyon. Nothing can compare with the sights, sounds, and experience of making this natural wonder your home for a month and being completely cutoff from the outside world. It seemed as though the world existed solely within the red walls of the canyon. Everyday we navigated through numerous slot canyons, swam in hot springs, played in waterfalls, explored Indian ruins and petroglyphs, ate the best food in the world, and survived the biggest white water in the western hemisphere. At night we warded off scorpions, endured dust storms, and fell asleep under the stars to the soft roar of distant rapids and cicadas.
In the evenings we would set up camp on a lonely sand beach. Camp had all the comforts of home with a river rat’s twist. There was the “kitchen,” which fit into a box but included everything, including a version of the kitchen sink. The “groover” was an interesting and scenic resemblance of the bathroom (complete with “The Rafter’s Joke Book” for reading material). As we relaxed after dinner the guitar would be passed around as we watched the sunset illuminate the cliffs and river. We would talk about the days events, tomorrows rapids, and rafting legends, but conversation never drifted to life outside the canyon. We had all grown so accustomed to our new way of life that adjusting to the “real world” would be difficult. Living with the rythmn of the river is what made this my favorite trip ever.
March 7th, 2006
Well, the blog is up. It’s now time to get some sweet content on this thing
January 2nd, 2006
My name is ”Summit” (It’s a superhero thing) and I love the outdoors. I have been to many cool places. Most of these places have been around Utah, where I live. Next Saturday I will go rock climbing with a group of friends in Maple canyon. If you don’t know where it is try this link for a map to Maple Canyon. Actually, the map only shows you how to get to Wales, UT, but from there I think there are signs that lead you to the canyon. Email me if you want to come: summitATlivetheoutdoorsDOTcom
Now that I have started this blog I would like many to participate. If you have some additional comments or corrections, please make them. If you have something that you want me to blog about then let me know. Thanks.
September 10th, 2005