Mayla waiting to come home

On her way home




more tired and not quite as social. I kept telling myself and my parents that he had a couple more years in him. 
While they were checking my carpals, they found that I had completely ripped a tendon in my wrist and they were pretty much floating around. They cut some tendon from my forearm to rebuild the one missing in my wrist, and then they added a pin to keep me from moving my wrist. I would have to be in a cast for 10 to 12 weeks...ugh! I tried to stay positive and take advantage of the time off, doing a lot of one arm climbing, but then things got worst again. I found it very difficult to straighten my arm and open my hand, I almost lost my mind and I was worried that I may never be able to get things working right again. The doctor said that it was probably happened because the tourniquet was on too long...somewhere around 12omins. They gave me about 18 months to gain everything back, so I started physical therapy right away. It took about two months to straighten my arm, and three to open my hand. After about 11 weeks, I finally got the cast off and the pin remove. I ended up doing 4 more months of physical therapy to get my thumb working and to get my range-of-motion back. In the end I still have very little range of motion and my thumb is pretty weak. I still have time to get things back and I will be getting my plate removed in December.
May came around and we were off to Yosemite California to attend our good friends, Cody and Beth's wedding. On the way, we stop in El Dorado to see Hannah's dad, then back on the windy and pretty back roads of California. We weaved through cool little towns and wine vineyards. We finally pulled
into the Valley and we were speechless. The place is so majestic and intimidating, it was hard to take in. We met up with Beth, Cody, and other friends and got a little tour of Camp 4. We ended up staying at a camp site that was reserved for us that night. We would be screwed for a spot the next night, so Hannah, Steph, and Jesse got in line for a spot in Camp 4 at 6:30am. We luckily got a spot at $10 a night and it would be our home away from home for the next 4 days.
appening place, there was probably 1500 people in the valley. It was nice to be staying in Camp 4 because we were 10 seconds form the best greasy bouldering in the world. We bouldered almost everyday and got a lot done. Hannah discovered what is was like to use horrible polished nubbins for feet, but it gave her more confidence. She climbed everything she could up to v3 and I got what I could with my bum wrist (here come the excuses). We felt a little out of place coming all the way out to Yosemite do climb on little boulders. We did however get some easy routes done on the Swan slabs, great fun. Love to get back and do some longer routes.




everyone to do. We had to take taxis to the bouldering areas--which was quite an adventure in itself. The first and main area that we climbed at was the Bas Cuvier. There were so many boulders, we just ran around like crazy-foreign idiots. The girls had tons of options and I climbed just about every problem I could. Hannah flashed a v3...it was her goal to just complete one. I fired off Cortomaletse on my thrid go, and I finished a v7/8. I worked on the crazy jump/campus problem L'Aerodymaite v9. I was about two moves away from finishing it in about an hours time. I wasn't able to finish because of my wrist injury and time. I'm sure we will be back there within the next year to give it another go. We were planning on only staying in Font for a few days then heading
over to Switzerland, but Font was so great we just stayed put. There was sooo much climbing there, we could have easily spent a month there and would have been plenty busy.