Joe Is a Jesus-lovin, picture takin fool from banks, oregon. His other hobbies include climbing, hiking, fixing his vanagon, and pretty much anything slightly dangerous or far from the ground.

With an enormous love for life and people, joe brings a smile to everything he does. this blog is a small glimpse of his view on the world and the things created in it.


Ironically, Lost at Lost Lake

Ironically, Lost at Lost Lake

“Never was anything great achieved without danger.”
— Niccolò Machiavelli

So having never been to Lost Lake before I expected that when Timmy said "We'll meet you at the main camp spot when you arrive," it would be easy to find his car. It wasn't. After driving past the booth around 1am I got out to take a look at the map, and it turns out there's an A loop, B loop, C loop, D loop, E spot, and F loop. 

Shoot.

I spent the next hour driving really super slow through all the campsite loops (twice) with no luck. Did I miss their car? Was it parked far back in a space that I just couldn't see? I had no idea. Not wanting to wake anyone up for a third time I tried my luck with my headlamp and legs and walked every single loop. Just to be sure. After spending around 2 and a half hours looking for these guys I gave up, assuming that they weren't there. I then decided I would find an off road outside camp that I could stay at for the night, and first thing in the morning I'd grab a campspot by the lake to dump my stuff. 

The place I parked at was by this fallen tree that was blocking the road. I could have made it under, except that I had the kayaks on top and didn't want to spend the effort to take them off. I woke up, paid for the campsite, and headed out to walk around the lake. I was passing by the general store when it occurred to me - Timmy and Blake would most certainly be camping nearest to the bouldering area! Where was that at? I asked the store dude, and he said "Go past the entrance to the park and take a left on that side road, then after you drive under the fallen tree there's a main camping spot about a minute down the road." You've got to be freaking kidding me!! 

Having dumped my kayaks I drove out there, found their car, and spent the entire day bouldering with them. Surprisingly, I had the energy to keep up with these guys as we climbed all throughout the day and into the night, and I even sent 'The Raven' despite my being exhausted, sore, and really dark outside. (And for those of you who don't know, 'The Raven' is an 18' high-ball bouldering route, and has a crazy scary finish at the top)

As bummed as I was about the weather not allowing me to get any shots, I realized that it was actually ok; I didn't initially go out there to get pictures of Lost Lake, I went because I was going crazy and needed an escape again. Thankfully my co-worker knew that this was exactly what I needed and at her advice I cancelled my plans for the weekend and went here instead. I may not have gotten anything that great, but my soul is happy and I discovered a new place. 

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