Whoooaaaaa

OK, so much has happened in the last few weeks I can't even begin to explain, but I'll ty anyways.

Ok first and foremost, I got married!! That's right Easy is off the market fo good!! The wedding was the shizznit! Everything went as planned and the after party was superdope!! Courtney looked beautiful and I think she got the wedding she dreamed of, which is awesome!!!!

Now lets back up a bit.

New River Rendezvous!!!!!!!!!!! was the bizomb. I hung with my boys Mista Lee Means and Ronnie the jank super strong Jenkins, Shane the heartbreaker Messer, the Mammut crew Ian, Peter, and the lord of all lords Dean Lord, and the Metolius crew.

The weekend started off right with a trip to The Mix in downtown Chatt to chill and listen to some local song writers, but if you know me then you know I'm not much of a chiller and by 2 am we were dropppin shots of Patrone like hot stones! After which I stumbled my way on stage and sang a few ditties.

The next morning came fast and Jenkins was at the house at 8am! OUCH!!! Never mind the headache or the fact that I could still taste Tequila, we were psyched to be hitting the road! We managed to turn a 5 hour drive into an 8 hour drive, but eventually we arrived to the beautiful New River Gorge.

BUMMER..... it was raining, and it didn't look like it was gonna give up so we set up camp next to the Mammut motor home and headed over to Kenny's, the event organizer's cabin. There we chilled with the "VIP" crowd and grubbed delicious burgers washed down with ice cold keg beer. We hung there most of the night clownin on a certain few individuals--cough cough Charley cough. The next morning we woke to more rain!! Sucked, no climbing to be had so Ronnie, Shane, the Metolius crew and I walked to the overhung boulders at the end of the campground and worked eliminates. I got spanked by Ronnie and Shane's problems which inspired me to train more. After the session was over there wasn't much to do but drink so we popped the bottle of Grey Goose "and got loose". Pretty soon the kegs were tapped and we helped ourselves to some ice cold beverages.

The next morning I awoke to Lee banging on my tent at 6am! We had to head over to the courthouse to set up the Mammut booth and get the demos ready for the comp. I'm not sure if it was the rock gods or Dean Lord himself, but sky was hosting the richest blue I had ever seen, and the warm sun felt amazing on our pasty hungover faces. It was time to climb... finally!! After the the demo was over, we stuffed out faces with Aspirin, Red bull, and other various pain killers and took off for Hawk's Nest for a bad ass session. For those who don't know Hawk's Nest is the shit, big beautiful sandstone boulders with nice landings set along side a river. The only thing that kinda sucks is the giant spillway located a few hundred yards away. As soon as we were there we didn't waste anytime and Ronnie, Lee, ODUB, Dean, and myself threw our shoes on and began running up everything in site. We didn't even have a pad. It was like we were children all over out playing in the woods, never mind that there was a bouldering comp going on around us, we were there to have fun! A lot of the climbers looked at us like we were crazy; they were totally focused on their "gotta win" attitude and taking the problems way too serious. I've been there I know. I thought it was dope if I won comps so I would out and be all serious and get worked up and nervous over a free pair of shoes and at-shirt. That's not climbing, man climbing all about going out with your homeys, searching for a buzz, becoming one with your surroundings and and having the best time possible. That's what I'm talking about!!

So after a long day of sending and getting shutdown (White Eyebrow!!!), we headed back to the campground to do what we do best. That's right, start drinking. The rain was starting to pick back up, but it didn't matter we had already had an awesome day and the beer was flowing strong, there was nothing that could go wrong! Around dark the Dyno Comp started which was sick! Shout out to those guys over at ProjectHolds, they did an awesome job with the comp, and their holds are the best holds you can put on your wall!!

After the Dyno Comp, the band set up and began jammin. They were rad so Ronnie, Lee, Dean, and myself filled the cups and took off for some dancin. We danced our asses off right up until dome random drunk ass girl punched Ronnie smack in the eye!! It was hilarious. Pretty soon her and her drunk ass friend were wrestling some dude on the nasty wet floor with everyone watching, that poor guy got punched right in the balls!! Next the girl jumped up and started frantically looking for her flip flops, which later we found out Ronnie had chucked into the woods as payment for that bitch slap he'd received earlier. I told the girl that Lee had her flops in his coat so she ran over and punched him in the face!! HAHAHA, Oh man then she straight picked his pocket and stole his precious "party favors." Things were starting to go a little far so Kurt the regulator Smith made the girls leave, both of them crying.

We stumbled back to the motor home and drank till we passed out. The next morning we broke down camp...in the rain, and counted our losses (stolen demo gear). We then cruised over the Pie-n-Pints for some of the best pizza ever. We were gonna finish Sunday off with some sport climbing, but the rain held steady so we just decided to head back to Chatt. The trip went well, except for the Tornado that almost killed us right outside Chatt, and pretty soon I was sitting back in Huntsville recollecting the weekend in my head, and wishing it wasn't over.

Although not much climbing was had, the trip was totally awesome and I can't wait till next year!!

Want to shout out to all my boys new and old, it was a blast!!! And also say thanks to Ian and Mammut for putting us up and hooking me up with some sweet gear.

Pictures will be coming soon, And be on the look out for a full write up and some super rad photos from the Virgin Gorda!!!

Alright off to my next adventure, Peace!!