El Potrero

Tuesday we all headed up to EPC for a day of climbing. Holden was not interested in getting on the wall, so he and Papa hung out in a dry creek bed and threw a thousand rocks. I woke up feeling pretty rough from a poor sleep and with a constellation of canker sores in the back of my throat. Thankfully a good dose of ibuprofen and extra coffee from someone selling it on the side of the road helped perk me up. That an the 1.5 he nap I took when we got back to the house that afternoon.

While Holden and I were not in the best of moods at the beginning, Everett & Nate were keen to get back at it, along with the rest of the crew. They climbed in an area called Moto and our group pretty well took over the section. It was fun watching the kids try new things and making it beyond their original comfort zones. Holden and Papa headed back to the house after watching E climb a time or two. Everett got a little stuck leading a 5.8 climb and learned a few good lessons about knowing his limits and when to let things go. Overall the kids did great and the adults got some good runs done in between.

Dinner was an absolute feast. We got tamales from a place our host recommended and cooked side dishes. Dan showed up at the house like the victor of an ultra marathon with 100 tamales in his backpack. Holden wanted none of them, but the rest of us sure did.

While we enjoyed the evening as a group, my Dad -- always a tamale hater -- headed back to Leo's. In true Terry Burr fashion, he wound up being befriended by the owner. Between Leo's basic English and Dad's translator app, they wound up having a great evening. Leo gave Dad a tour of his restaurant and came home a full and happy man.Read more