Is it actually possible that this rock is real, that these
holds are natural, that we are climbing on these angles??? Wow. We’ve spent the
past six weeks enjoying our first trip to the Red River Gorge (aka “The Red” or
the RRG) in eastern Kentucky. The RRG is a sport climbing mecca – this is the
only destination in the USA so far where we’ve met more international
travellers than we have Americans, and even the Americans we’ve encountered have
travelled far across their country to climb in this incredible place.
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Graham climbing one of the routes at "The Zoo" |
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Scalloped iron bands in the sandstone |
Overhanging horseshoe after overhanging horseshoe of solid
sandstone walls make up the climbing in the Red, and autumn is definitely the
season to be here. From early October through mid-November we watched the
leaves on the trees shift from green to brilliant reds, oranges, and yellows
before eventually falling to the ground (and making it harder and harder to
find suitable pee spots!). It feels almost tropical here, with the rolling
hills of dense deciduous forests, ever-high humidity, huge prehistoric-looking
leaves, and so many interesting creatures.
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Stick bug! |
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Leaf bug! Katydid? |
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Turtle. |
We spent the first three weeks of our stay with Dan and
Nicole and Shep which was AWESOME! They’d been here for a while before we
arrived, so they had a bit of a routine going already and toured us through
some spectacular crags. They invited us to stay with them at Lago Linda’s, which is a lovely campground with a pretty chilled out feel that caters
almost exclusively to climbers.
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Shep chillin' |
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Rest day activities... |
Throughout our stay so far we've participated in a few events that
have added some depth to our experience beyond simply climbing. We visited
and volunteered at the Rocktober Fest, an annual event that the Red River GorgeClimber’s Coalition puts on to raise money for land acquisition and maintenance.
We’ve discovered that access issues are a lot more finicky out here in the East
compared to the West, so it felt great to contribute to helping
access in this region. We also attended the annual Woolly Worm Festival in Beattyville, the small town that is nearest to Lago Linda’s. It was pretty
interesting to see where the woolly worms are raced to predict the outcome of
winter and take in some live bluegrass music.
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With our Albertan friends, Victor and Kyle, heading to the Woolly Worm Festival |
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The championship race is a pretty big deal |
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Coaxing a woolly worm into a practice lap |
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We wrapped up our time at the festival with some maple bacon donuts... mmmm |
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