* MRG Climbing Lights Out Theme Night!

Lights out at the ol' MRG!  What shows up?  Headlamps galore, a miner, a robber, a light-up LED harness (with the coolest trippiest Einstein tshirt), and a bat, just to name a few! 

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Thanks for the HUGE turnout folks!  So. Much. Fun.

However, I have a feeling our next theme night will be even bigger:  get totally rad for climbing 80's style!  See you Friday night, February 21st!

* Climbing... I love you

Almost one year ago, I fell hard.  I fell hard in love.  With rock climbing.

As the years press on, I have made choices more and more based on doing something because it makes me happy.  I say I had my quarter-life crisis when I moved back to Maine from Long Beach, California after working in the marketing and PR world for a number of years and decided to change careers to become a photographer.  Despite the obvious lifestyle and financial change that come with that artistic territory, that choice has made me very happy.  

I used to work in Production at the photo agency Aurora Photos.  It was started by some National Geographic photographers and focuses on outdoor adventure photography.  This is where my curiosity peaked about sports like climbing, skiing, and surfing.  I worked with the images that renowned photographers -- like Corey Rich, Ben Moon, and Jimmy Chin, just to name a few -- submitted to the agency and was in awe of the extreme sports being captured.  I knew what ropes climbing looked like and often thought those folks were crazy, but I was in awe of bouldering.  The more images I saw of the sport, the more I wanted to do it.  

A few years passed without me acting upon my curiosity, but for some reason that urge resurfaced a year ago.  I was bored at my regular gym and walked into my local Maine Rock Gym and said, "Hi, I'd like to do that," pointing to the bouldering area.  I had followed through on my word, making the choice to do something I said I would, and ultimately found happiness in the sport of bouldering.  I had dug out some old climbing shoes that a friend had passed along to me and off I went.  It wasn't pretty, folks.  Still isn't to this day at times.  But after one session, despite my flailing and fears, I was hooked.  I eventually added ropes climbing to the mix, and finally got outside to do both bouldering and lead climbing.  Recent acquisitions are a cushy new crash pad for bouldering (they sure do look smaller as you get higher) and a shiny set of C4 cams for mixed/trad climbing.  Maybe a little cart before the horse there, but I've got to start somewhere.

This last year has been pretty freakin' cool.  The Maine Rock Gym community is great.  I've been lucky enough to meet some amazing climbers that are sure to be lifelong friends.  I competed in three of the Dark Horse bouldering competitions and actually made the podium.  I took some falls lead climbing and still have the bruises.  I realized I don't really like heights (well, I think I learned that on the Knife Edge at Mt. Katahdin last year), but I reaffirmed it this year.  My solution is to suck it up and keep climbing with the least amount of whining.  I have experienced mental blocks and plateaus in my bouldering.  I have learned to overcome some of them.  My brother says I now have "man hands" and for me not to touch him with them.  I climb to clear my mind and balance my soul.  Like surfing, it is one of the few sports where you can actually be in the moment, which is an amazing feeling (I learned to surf this year, too, but it took a backseat with my addiction to climbing).  I'm a bit of a late bloomer, having never climbed until now at the age of 32, but I love that I have plenty of years ahead of me to keep learning about this sport, about this obsession.  I now have a new subject to document with photography.  Again, I have a long way to go, but I'll get there and have fun doing it.  I am happy.

"Maine Rock Gym: I's rather be climbing!"

Here are a few shots, inside the Maine Rock Gym and at Acadia National Park.  The Dark Horse photos from the November competition are done, I just have to make a post for you all to see.  I'm trying to catch up on my long back log of editing climbing photos, so stay tuned for more!  Thanks for reading and looking!

Rajiv Ayyangar, Jeff Luce, and Russ Norton have found their Solution.

One a few gym dogs who lounge on the bouldering pads, Moose looks up at his faithful owner Nick Foster.

Rajiv pulls extra hard in the cave donning a weight vest.

Crazy leggings and dyed hair.  Must be Gwen Wolf.  "Bhap!"

Tess Jacquez on Otter Cliffs for a beautiful, but rainy ocean-side climb at Acadia National Park.

* Singles: Dusk on Peaks Island, Maine

"Singles," a new category for short posts of mostly single, stand-alone shots, instead of the more comprehensive photo stories I more often do.  Capturing one single frame that tells a story is just as difficult as multiple frames telling a more detailed story.  I keep working to be better at both.

I am a sucker for sunsets and dusk, particularly from the deck of my little abode.  Here is tonight's.  Not an epically beautiful one, but I try to never take witnessing one for granted.  It reminds me of another day gone.  Did I appreciate the day?  What was the best part?  I sent a V4 boulder problem at the rock gym that I've been working on the past couple days.  OK, technically it might be more like a V3 and a phenomenal 8-year-old climber might have set the route, but I was happy I finally got it.  Made my day.  How was yours?!

  

 

Mount Washington's silhouette is visible in the distance against the orange sky.

* Winter Surfing in Scarborough, Maine

I have been learning to surf since right after Hurricane Irene hit the east coast at the end of last August. It is a total blast, but I, of course, have a long way to go. I have managed to downsize from a tanker of a surfboard at 10'10" to a barge of a surfboard at 9'4" -- they really are the size of small boats. And, hey, did you know there is a pile of rocks in the middle of Higgins Beach? The ones you can see from Route 77? We had our moment during a storm in December -- starfish style, as I like to say -- but we're friends again. Despite all that, I still wish there were some waves for me to get tossed around on. In the meantime, good thing I'm learning to boulder, another addictive activity to attempt. I started right after my surfing incident, so maybe it was my subconscious way of making peace with the rocks at Higgins by deciding to learn how to climb them instead of bouncing off them. These old photos of friends who can actually surf, unlike myself, made me contemplate all this. It was a cold February day at Scarborough Beach State Park in Scarborough, Maine with clouds rolling in and out. This year we failed to have a winter as such, although I hear there may be some surf this weekend.....

* Greendrinks: Maine Rock Gym + WCYY

Portland Greendrinks held at the Maine Rock Gym on Tuesday, November 11, 2008 and sponsored by WCYY radio station, New England Sustainability Exchange, Peak Organic Brewing, Sebago Brewing, and Costa Vida Fresh Mexican Grill.

For more images from this event, please click here.