Over the years I've done a few international trips: I lived in Israel until I was four years old,
Walker's Haute Route from Chamonix to Zermatt with my sister in 2005 and also an attempted climb of the
Matterhorn, the
Walker's Haute Route again in 2013 (this time with my parents) and three climbs in the
Dolomites with a friend living in Munich, and several climbs in
British Columbia where I lived for several years. But for the large majority I've stayed pretty local to the United States with my adventures.
In February 2025, I joined Nate Beckwith on a climbing trip to Spain. We rented an RV so that we had the flexibility to go to different areas. We started off the trip in Siurana. We climbed steep limestone pockets there for four days before deciding to head to Chulilla. We settled in there, found our personal climbing projects to return to day after day, and never left. My lead head has never been strong, but I became familiar with using Nate's stick clip to clip my way up routes I wanted to work on. Towards the end of the trip, I sent a couple of my mini-projects. Nate worked on a 8a (13b) a couple of laps a day over four days, sending it quickly in good style.
The time went quickly. The temperatures were in the mid-60s for most of the trip, and there was hardly a day where we couldn't climb. I think it spit rain once, when we were hiking out. Back in Colorado it was snowy and cold. We climbed for 15 out of the 28 days of February, on roughly a one-day-on, one-day-off climb/work schedule. I was working on my website rebuild during this trip and Nate also worked remotely, so we had plenty to keep us occupied on rest days. I pulled myself away from my website rebuild work on occasion to go explore.
The constant issues with the RV added a bit of comedy to the trip. The sunroof violently flung open and a drawer spit out while driving down the highway, the toilet started off the trip in a pretty smelly state, the propane quickly ran out, a leak dribbled water all over the floor, the inverter whined like a stuck pig, the water pump made thumping noises in the walls, the trim popped loose from the sink, the door jam flopped off the wall, and the built-in solar panel and battery were so puny we had to idle for a few hours a day to keep our computers and Starlink powered. And a few days from the end of the trip the check engine lights went on. But nevertheless we grew fond of our little RV home in Chulilla, and I have positive memories of the several hours hanging out in it.
On the final day we did a guided tour of the Basilica de la Sagrada Familia in Barcelona. I enjoyed being a tourist for the day.
Overall, this was a memorable and productive trip. Thanks Nate for inviting me along!