After more than 16 hours on the plane, a lot of cramps, severe control by people who don't like their job and who want to fuck up your day by asking everything from A to Z about what you're going to do in the US, taking fingerscans, making photos of my confused face without waiting till I looked properly at the camera and so turning Tim and me into first class terrorists, impeding our climbingquest, sleeping merely 4 hours on the floor in the airport of Seattle, sitting 6 hours on the bus and walking an hour with all our bags in a shopping cart that, with the intervention of local Indian Squamish gods, magically appeared to us at the busstation where they dropped us off , we finally reached our destination for the following weeks, Squamish. This is the country of the 3 W's: water, woods and wildlife, but also of BIG cars, but really decadent and expensive food. The setting is really amazing, there is even still snow on the tops of the mountains that are surrounding the lake. We found a basic campsite that's located just at the foot of The Chief, a big granite wall of 600m high. Here is where we're gonna do a lot of trad climbing. I really hope I get dezombified soon, this night we slept for 12hours uninterrupted, and still I feel like being 80. As soon as we get back to the campsite, we nonetheless will begin with unravelling the mystery of how to become local jamming heros...
hails
The Chief in the front and in the background
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