There’s one thing that bothers me about this trip. Or rather I’ll say, one of the things that I like most about the bike ride from LA to New York was that it was just us. No help whatsoever. We had the element of doing something unprepared and we just learned as we went. So this time, the fact that it wouldn’t be possible without Timmy isn’t my favorite part. Only one catch though, if we somehow learned over the next three to five years how to climb well enough to do El Capitan on our own, then we wouldn’t have that shocking experience of the inexperienced. The reason why I wanted to do this particular thing was because it’s so ridiculously foreign to 99.9% of people out there. Even great climbers don’t go up El Capitan, so when you put two guys who know nothing up there, I think it’s going to get real, real quick. I mean honestly, I’m just looking for a chance to film myself and Heath in a really compromising situation. Last year one of my biggest regrets was not filming more, especially the screaming and freaking out on the side of the road part. This time I want to film everything. I want the nervous laugh as we try to cope with fear. I want the struggling to eat, sleep and shit, while strapped into a harness that’s hooked to a rock, by a bolt that was placed by who knows, hanging 2,000 feet off the ground.
So that’s my disclaimer. A great quote by Yvon Chouinard about plastic surgeons and CEO’s climbing Everest made me think of all this:
“ they pay $80,000 and have sherpas put all the ladders in place, and 8,000 feet of fixed ropes. You get to a camp and you don’t even have to lay out your sleeping bag, and it’s already laid out with a little chocolate mint on the top. The whole purpose of climbing Everest is to effect some sort of spiritual and physical gain; but if you compromise the process, [then] you’re an asshole when you start out and you’re an asshole when you get back.”
I loved it when I heard it the first time. So hey, maybe we’re being assholes by going with Timmy and his friend Dave Turner. Maybe, but I see it different. I see it as two guys from one side of the tracks asking two guys from the other side to take us into their territory just for the hell of it. Just to see what will happen and how we’ll react. The great part about this point in the process is that Heath and I are left to answer each other’s questions right now because we haven’t met up with Timmy yet. We just sit there and bounce questions off each other and laugh because we just simply don’t know the answers to anything that we couldn’t find in a video on youtube. He told me that last night he couldn’t sleep. He started googling videos and said he “went down a black hole of watching rock climbers fall”. I know exactly what he’s talking about, because I’ve already done the same thing. I’ve done the “stay up late watching videos until you realize your palms are sweating” thing, it’s nauseating.
The bike thing was hard and tedious. For this one, I’m scared. So much different.