Trip Report
Father's Day on C-hill, Carson City, NV
Sunday June 21, 2015 11:02pm
Happy Father's Day!

The wife said I could do whatever I want today; but I don't think copious amounts of alcohol at the strip club were actually sanctioned activities, so I figured a nice hike with a bit of climbing would be better for my overall health and well-being.

C-hill is relatively unremarkable here in Carson, the main feature being a landmark letter C that spontaneously metamorphosizes into whatever two digit number represents the majority of graduating high school seniors that year. You can approach it via 4x4 trail and a long uphill hike, or paved road and an equally long uphill hike. The dog and I elected the long uphill hike.
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It's really only a mile or so; but with a pack full of climbing gear and 90 degree heat, it felt much more like 10 miles of high school gymnastics hell redux. How anyone can convince a group of graduating high school seniors to hike up there as a cohesive unit AND manhandle a bunch of rocks into something resembling a legible twin digit numerical sequence is beyond fathom. I digress.
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Anyway, after sweating up the beaten path, we found ourselves at the base of a short crack (nothing is terribly tall up here; just enough to fall off and regret not having life insurance, three pads, and a Spock's rocket boots) which I'd seen some time ago. I racked up, tied the dog (and the rock) to the end of the rope, and proceeded to climb, or at least I've convinced myself it resembles climbing.
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Some 8 whole feet later, I found myself convinced that a. This rock is made of grease! The two-finger pocket is not enough for me. b. I am not a bad-ass rock climber. I just play one in my own mind. c. Friable rock that goes 'pop' when you touch it does not a cool and collected mind make. d. French free is nearly as good as French fries. In the case of only one, however, do you want to eat it.
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I pulled on gear through several feet of the crux, including a crap, tipped out dual stem #4 camalot that made me regret leaving the big 6 in the car, and brass nut on a flared out crystal just to be able to brag about my brass nuts. Man, they're tiny, and I don't play with them enough.
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Continuing to ascend the route (free, mind you. Nobody got paid!), I managed to pass the loose block o death at the top to find it's been done before, and somebody kept the hangers. Two bolts, probably RDA et al. I had finally climbed the damn thing with all the style and grace of a drunk cat in a moving van on a cobblestone street with potholes.
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The rest of my fathers day was actually spent in the presence of my wife and children, partaking in family-friendly adventures flying kites, fishing, bbqing, and reading bedtime stories. Hope the rest of you thoroughly enjoyed your day too!
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jonnyrig
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Comments
clinker

Trad climber
Santa Cruz, California
  Jun 22, 2015 - 06:35am PT
Nice, but get the life insurance.
mike m

Trad climber
black hills
  Jun 22, 2015 - 08:22am PT
That rock looks really nice. It looks like a great way to spend a day.
Ezra Ellis

Trad climber
North wet, and Da souf
  Jun 22, 2015 - 03:00pm PT
Happy Father's Day !!!
D'Wolf

climber
  Jun 22, 2015 - 05:59pm PT
Yep, the lightning rod; used to catch fire almost yearly. We used to hike up straight from the Mormon Church parking lot at the bottom of the hill; grew up maybe 1/4 mile away. climbed into virtually every mine up there (some were pretty deep on the backside); most have probably been sealed off or landsides have covered them by now.

Glad you had a good father's day.

ß Î Ø T Ç H

Boulder climber
ne'er–do–well
  Jun 22, 2015 - 08:14pm PT
OP total badass.
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