Me and my friend Alyssa have been trying to make it out to Ozone to climb for quite some time. The first time, we couldn’t find it. Totally lost and we eventually figured out we were one parking area too far and were a mile or so away. Apparently giant cliff faces aren’t always easy to find when they’re nestled into a forest. Second time, we actually found it, but there was snow and we were going on a different hike so we didn’t climb. So, when I saw that Saturday was supposed to be rain free and knowing that usually means that Ozone is dry, we decided to give it a shot.
Saturday turned out to be foggy and misty and damp. But fuck it, we went anyway! Mostly because Ozone is proclaimed to be the driest place to climb outdoors in the Portland area. And it definitely could have been a lot worst, but it was still quite moist there. And yes, I hate the word moist just as much as you, but I can’t think of a better word to describe it. Funnily enough it was drier there the day we went with snow.
Alyssa took the hard part and did the route setting and braved some slick rock and a crazy last move to set the anchor. As well as us not totally being sure she was on the right route half way up. We were like you might be on a 5.11b instead of a 5.8, we’re not sure, up to you if you want to keep going. She’s a major rock star so she kept going and finished and set up an anchor because I’m a wimp and I only top rope. Some day maybe I’ll get brave enough to lead.
It was a super fun day. I didn’t climb a ton because wet slippery rock scares me even on top rope. However, it was good to get outside and climb. Oh winter, I love you but I miss climbing!