Chapter 1. The beginning.

Bishop, California, Marsh 07:
I was laying down in my tent, staring at the mesh beaten by the wind. Completely destroyed by the few hours spent in the Happy`s that day, my tips where burning and my face dried out by the sun and the wind. I was Still viewing the day as it went by: The problems, the moves, the throws and my ass again, on the mat. This moment was perfect. But I knew it had to come to an end. In a couple of days, I would pack it all up and drive north.

Somehow, I had to come back to this heaven.

Calgary, January 08:
Here I am, almost a year later. I decided to trade in my urbain lifestyle of shushi`s, plastic pulling and lattes, for cans, real rock and soar tips. I just had to give in to my addiction to bouldering. The raging desire is there, always. When I go to bed, in the middle of the night, in the morning, at work. Hopefully, when I come back , the beast will be satisfied and go to sleep...till the next awakening.

The journey will start somewhere around the 20Th of January. First destination on the list, Bishop, California.