Sam's Climbing Blog: Busted in the showers

It has been a while since my last post. Meanwhile a lot of things have happened. First the shower story. As there is no shower at the campsite, we wanted to check out the showers at the Klahanie camping 400m down the road, which is forbidden. After a first inspection round, we returned in the evening at 10h, hoping there would be nobody in the showerblock, but we got caught by the raging bull campsite wife while standing under the shower. It freaked us out. The stupid asympathic rich people with a big 4x4 and a cravan as big as my house saw us entering the building. Man that women was dangerous, she almost teared off the showercurtains, grabbing all our stuff, throwing it through the air and forcing us to come out of the shower naked, yelling like "you have no right to be here, you didn't pay, now you have to deal with it". If the women would have had a shotgun, we would now be dead, I can tell you that. But in the end it was a funny experience, standing outside bare naked with people laughing at you.

A 50% shower - we've had a first 100% shower in the rec(reation) center a few days ago, in the swimming pool shower there, bringing no swimming short with us, and thus showering in our underwear - give us enough energy to attack Grand Wall again. This time we did it without problems. After that days of rain kept us away from climbing. The visit of a special guest to our campsite helped us to survive the boring period. A momless little baby bear roamed around for 2 or 3 days searching for food. And food it did found, in the form of all my apples, rice cakes and little triangular breads, our bear boxes didn't close to well and during the night the little one mananged to open the door, grab the food and run off. This was my first bear encounter ever, a wild bear a couple of meters away from me, he being more scared asme. After the sky showed us his blue again, we tried Freeway, another 12 pitch long classical route on the Chief, and slightly harder then the Grand Wall. Reaching the summit, Red didn't want to rappel, he didn't want his ass dangling in the air under a giant roof, so we walked back along the trail, barefooted, 'cuz we didn't bring our shoes with us. Once but not twice. lol

Tim and me are now very excited, because we're going to buy a car. We've met an Australian climber here, Rob Wall (suitable name for a climber) who wants to sell his 20 year old Volvo to us for 700$. A nice deal and a real luxury in "beautiful" British Columbia. The belgian dirtbaggers are almost free to hit the road!!

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