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the lurkist wrote:In furtherance of trying to keep it real, moving to Miguel's has little to do with actually climbing and more to do with seeking an inclusive non threatening lifestyle that enables folks to run from "real world".

well now - i disagree. i moved to miguel's for 3 weeks june of last year (i'd been climbing for less than a year) - and i also stayed there fri-sun every weekend until october.

i didn't know anyone that wanted to climb with the frequency i do - that also climbed at my level. i got the opportunity to meet some WONDERFUL people (including you!). i climbed every single day i wanted to - usually left out early with different groups. i wasn't into the sex/drugs/rock and roll scene there, but i still had a blast. and i feel i'm a better climber because of it.

Bottom line. Miguels is what you make of it. As is the same with anything in life.

Josephine wrote:

the lurkist wrote:In furtherance of trying to keep it real, moving to Miguel's has little to do with actually climbing and more to do with seeking an inclusive non threatening lifestyle that enables folks to run from "real world".

well now - i disagree. i moved to miguel's for 3 weeks june of last year (i'd been climbing for less than a year) - and i also stayed there fri-sun every weekend until october.

i didn't know anyone that wanted to climb with the frequency i do - that also climbed at my level. i got the opportunity to meet some WONDERFUL people (including you!). i climbed every single day i wanted to - usually left out early with different groups. i wasn't into the sex/drugs/rock and roll scene there, but i still had a blast. and i feel i'm a better climber because of it.

Bottom line. Miguels is what you make of it. As is the same with anything in life.

You're both right. How many climbers have we known that postponed facing the real world for a while so they could have a blast climbing and camping out for a while? I include myself and lurkist in this. This usually happens with people in their twenties. If you're in your thirties and still trying to escape it's a little sad.

well put

I'm in my early 40's and went on a 4 month road trip last summer. Sometimes things change in your life and you just have to roll. Most of my time was spent out west in Alberta and Wyoming, but I did end up at Miguel's for a few weeks in Oct.

Most of my climbing partners were people I knew already, but I did climb with a few random strangers. I met some neat folks.

I car camped in the parking lot. Much quieter than the campground. I do think the campground is more appealing to younger people (and maybe some dirty old men:)

Now, I have this dumb old stupid job.........have I finally grown up? Probably not. Will I get in the car and just drive away again? Maybe.

Marlene

when is it escape and when is it your choice???

usmcmars wrote:I'm in my early 40's and went on a 4 month road trip last summer. Sometimes things change in your life and you just have to roll. Most of my time was spent out west in Alberta and Wyoming, but I did end up at Miguel's for a few weeks in Oct.

Most of my climbing partners were people I knew already, but I did climb with a few random strangers. I met some neat folks.

I car camped in the parking lot. Much quieter than the campground. I do think the campground is more appealing to younger people (and maybe some dirty old men:)

Now, I have this dumb old stupid job.........have I finally grown up? Probably not. Will I get in the car and just drive away again? Maybe.



Marlene

sad...escapist...you need a job you love....climbing is just as much an escape as the job is...go to anticlimber's counselling weekend retreat, and find out why you are so discontent.

have you been born yet and are you alive??? JDM

what would i know about discontent pigass?? i'm happy, happiest when i'm miserable. is it escape if you choose a path different/against the "norm" and can do it on self-support?

I'm pretty happy - now that I've escaped:)

"I’m sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea
I’ve got to be free, free to face the life that’s ahead of me
On board, I’m the captain, so climb aboard
Well search for tomorrow on every shore
And Ill try, oh lord, Ill try to carry on

I look to the sea, reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
We live happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold
But well try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise
They climbed aboard their starship and headed for the skies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me"