Last week Sender’s Game Podcast relocated our corporate world headquarters to Hidalgo, NL.

Employee morale has skyrocketed, although productivity has plummeted. The past seven days featured 4800 vertical feet of climbing and one rest day. While our friends back in los Estados Unidos are getting hammered with snow and a nonfunctional government, we’re climbing barefoot and in sending boxers in 65F sunny days.

We donated two new fixed lines to Timewave Zero and hung them a couple days ago. As usual during EPC high season, the route was packed so we started at 20:30 and climbed through the night, stopping to nap briefly at the top of pitch seven.

Our new favorite contributor, Cris Garcia, is an aspiring guide and displayed excellent ropecraft and efficiency despite having never climbed multipitch before. This kid is a perma-stoker and loads of fun to share a rope with.

Our Arizona Tea gallon jug of water failed miserably at the top of pitch two, so we climbed the rest of the route on just 250ml of water, a banana and and apple between the two of us. I got heatstroke on the way down but Cris took good care of me and did most of the cactus-wrangling.


Other notable climbs included Treasure of the Sierra Madre, which I climbed in penny loafers because I don’t have money to get my K-laces resoled. I figure my skin grows back for free, so anything under 5.11a goes barefoot or in Nepal Cubes or street shoes.

TSM was pretty much Flight of the Gumblebee Part II … parties stacked at every belay, microwaves hurtling through the air, people bailing, grumpy old men berating their wives for not climbing faster. If you want wilderness solace, don’t climb at Mota Wall in daylight.

We climbed a couple pitches on the ultra-classic Spires. First time I’ve ever been on a limestone tower. Great little summit. I took some modelling shots of the Loki Tech Hoodie, my new favorite piece of kit. It has integrated mitts and a face mask, and packs into its own pocket with a couple slings as a backpack! It’s a way better and cheaper fleece than the Patagonads R2. Burly piece of softgoods made by proper dirtbags in Grand Junction, CO.

The last time I did a tower two weeks ago, it was in very different conditions …

One of my favorites things about Potrero is that climbing is incredibly accessible. Hike fifteen minutes from Rancho Sendero and you’ve got a thousand pitches of baller limestone at your bleeding fingertips. It’s easy to bang out six hundred feet in the morning, come back and take a siesta, and then walk into town for tamales, and then get a couple sunset or headlamp burns in.

And of course, the apres-climbing is on point. Tamales for eight pesos ($0.30), a five-pack of cinnamon churros for ten ($0.50), a week’s worth of groceries for two hundred ($10.00), and a two-liter margarita for two hundred (they even were willing to make a non-alcoholic one for me!)

And let’s not forget the best coffee shop south of the Rio Grande … EL BUHO MUTHAFUGGAZZZ! Their frozen Oreo frappe is pretty much #straightchronic . If it were any more potent, they’d have to pay protection money to the cartel. (That’s the one downside to Mexico … no ethical, non-brick sources for oregano. I’m so used to cooking with quality, cheap oregano back home that it’s tough to go without here.)

The four-legged life is abundant and friendly. I have yet to see one of my own kind, but some friends did get positive visuals on some crag gotez hanging out by the river.

My Misty Mountain Cadillac harness finally died. One of the leg loops is frayed past 50%. This was the harness I rescued from the trash at Creek Pasture. Someone chopped the waist webbing, so I rethreaded two strands and tied on two new belay loops and kept it going for many pitches. I could thread some new webbing for the legs, but I think this harness may need to be retired to hangboard pulley status. I’ve got my eye on the Metolius Waldo …. the world’s biggest, heaviest, most comfortable wall harness. As you guys know, Metolius is one of the best gear manufacturers in the universe and proudly makes their products in the United States. We’re going to do some aggressive testing of the Fat Cams at Splitter Camp this spring in the Creek and take some monster whips on finger-sized gear with a GoPro pointed at the cam during the fall to show just how bomber they are in soft rock.

In other news, I have a new life goal: be Josh Warfield.

If anyone wants to come visit, I’ll pick ye up at the MTY Aeropuerto! Jezebel the Honda Fitch has airbags and air conditioning!

Well, it’s time to fire up Desayuno Segundo de Bomber Breakfast Burritos, as the sound of rain pelts the tin roof of the kitchen. It’s an armaid day for sure! Hoping to get on Sendero Diabolo and Zapatista once things dry out.


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