sucking on lead, but it aint from paint chips it comes the sick shots spit of the hip of a killer done quit…”. Don Scavone, always bringing it home, with Willie On Glock (made famous by Big UP’s RAMPAGE). It was the sending theme for a week in no soul SoCal. I know, a Baydestrian in SoCal…sending? And he didnt get a cap in his ass? Word. I had heard rumors of better than the Valley granite bouldering somewhere high above the desert floor. Well, it’s not as good but very close to the Valley. The trip was supposed to be two weeks, but I had to cut short due to lack of funds and and stuff. Next time I will be down for two weeks in So Cal with my friends and family. The bouldering scene at Tram is very different than the scene up north, dominated by the names of Ben Polanco, Paul Barazza, Brian Hedrick, Mark “The Big Meal” Heal, Natasha Barnes, Ethan Pringle (who is now rope climbing in an undisclosed location, somewhere in time), and Audrey Bodisco to name a few. So I bought a ticket to LAX, pack my bags, took the train and took that trip. I was picked up by good friend Katie Pegg and hung with her for a day before going to a kick-back with our friends. Needless to say we all got a little…shall we say happy that night. Waking up in my friends bed, glad I didn’t piss in it, I headed out the door into my friend Anthony’s car, Trinity, and we made the drive to house where his brother Mike (aka Thor) drove us to Palm Springs Areal Tramway. Still hungover I did The Cube, a nice little v5 4th try without warming up. I laughed and everyone asked why but I declined to state my reasons, as I normally do. I spent the rest of the day napping. The night was capped by a delicious dinner at the Blue Coyote in Palm Springs (a very expensive, but tasty dinner).
The next day we took a little rest, opting for the Rockreation gym instead. I planned on climbing problems there but was sucked into the realm of setting a problem. I asked if I could and was allowed into the cave of holds, ladder, and bolts behind the slab. It took me a while to find a good line, switching three times from teh original sequence to a harder but more flowing one. I didn’t know what I was shooting for as I just picked up holds and seeing where I could put them to make a cool, but somewhat, difficult line. It ended up being a v6/7+ that has only one foot hold. Not the best problem, but my first problem. Aron Couzens (an Evolv employee and Tram regular) opted for a natural feet start so the start a compressiony start with heel hook sand trickery to gain the first and second hold.
After two rest days, we ventured back to the desert Tuesday to tick some more sends. We went to check out Sharma Arete (you know, the cool arete from Tramway in Ramapage?). It was cool to see a line I saw so many times from a classic movie so many times and realize it’s not that tall, but much more bad ass in person. Anthony gave it a few goes and something, somehow, I knew he would end up doing it that day, even if we had to break out headlamps he was going to send. While he playing around on that, I went to a cool v5 called Don’s Dyno. After getting the beta from Thor, I strapped shoes on my feet, and chalked my hands. It’s a cool lowball with a cool hop as the second move to a jug. I flashed it. I did it again to warm up and went up the hill about 20 ft. to check a cool v7 called Methane out. The guide gives the problem a v5 rating but I felt more sevenish to me. I was happy to have be able to do it quickly in three tries from the start after falling off the last move twice and sussing it out once. From there, We jogged over (pads and a gallon of water) to Chris Linder’s new contrivance classic, Which Way Jose? Thor had told us there was a cool (and very questionable) v7 that had no name to the left if I wanted to try something over there. After spoting him on it and watching Anthony flash the “v7″, I sat at the start and surprised my self by a nice little flash for the first of the grade. I think it was very my style and felt very easy. You sit start with a good rail and a left heel hook. You pop up to a decent left hand pinch then swing your right up to a jug. Reset the feet and pimp to the limp out left (which I was full expansion which may explain the grade). And I was the only one to flash it smoothly. Anthony was jerky, Thor did it second go, and I pimped out smooth like a fine wine.
We headed over yet again to Love Of Basic Cable (v9) for Thor. He was very close, but couldn’t hold the swing. After our brief stint there, we made the short hike to The Boardwalk area to meet up with our friends Ilah, Jasmine, Ben, and Nate (who are from the San Deigo area). Nate did Left Hand Of Darkness (v10) second try that day and the psyche started for him and Anthony. Feeling it, we walked over to the Sharma Arete (v10). It only took about 30 minutes till Nate sent in good form and Anthony followed two tries later (I would have a video of the send but accidently deleted it in the car).

We had our dinner at Carrows, which for the price, was pretty damn good. I can say though, it’s best enjoyed after a long day of climbing and about 11pm-1am accompanied by a good crew to laugh and joke and eat almost everything from everybody’s plate.
The next two days we took lightly, as I had divisionals in Utah that coming weekend. Thursday came unexpectedly. So once again Anthony and I made the trek to Tram along with Mike “Turntables” Turner. We played around on easy stuff. Anthony wasn’t happy at me for deleting the send video, so we agreed to go back to Lucky Sharm’s Arete to get the send again. He came really close the first attempt but it wasn’t meant to be that day again. But we deemed it a warm up for the Wonderbug (v8), which Mike and he did in good form. I can’t wait to go back and try some more things. I had to save my skin for the comp that coming weekend. I did manage to get video of both of them sending Wonderbug, so check out my video section. After that we went decided enough was enough and headed back to the OC, with Anthony exhausted and it showed clearly through the day.
Over all, I was pleased with Tramway. I expected everything to be really hard and sandbagged like i had been told, so I was a little bit uneasy. But after doing some moderate things, my eyes came open to the reality (once again) that “a hold is a hold, is a hold is a hold” and that it does not matter where it is. The week was enjoyable for all of us and I am most stoked to get back down for a little bit longer next time.