At the beginning of the month, we headed back out to Joshua Tree to attempt to get in some climbing as we have not been able to work on it as much as we would have liked to this last year.
We started off on an easy climb on Trashcan Rock to warm up (B2).
Christian went up and set up the anchor. Emily lead next. Caitlyn followed and cleaned and I just top roped the climb.
It was very crowded and noisy. We couldn't hear each other speak on the climb. It was pretty irritating. Of course, by the time we got off and decided to head elsewhere, most of the noisier people moved off.
Our next climb was a short hike in from the Boy Scout Camp parking lot. There were several possible climbs out there. Unfortunately, when we got out there, we found that all three routes were being hogged by one party. They had their gear and ropes up on all of them but they were climbing none of them. While we were trying to what was going on, two other groups came by wanting to climb the same route as well. At that point, one of the people in the first party trotted over to pretend that he was going to start climbing. Of course, when we confronted him with his bad behavior, he tried to not take any responsibility for his actions saying that the rope wasn't even his but his friends'...like that made any difference.
We left in a huff while the other parties that also wanted to climb. but couldn't because these people were hogging up the routes, couldn't even figure out why we were even upset. We left and tried to decide what to do next. There was virtually no parking anywhere. We got the last spot in our parking lot. We did not think the other parking lots in the park would be a whole lot better since it was so crowded everywhere. Meanwhile, we kept looking back at the people hogging up our climb and after another 30 minutes or so, still no one was climbing the friggin routes!!!
We ended up just wandering around and scrambling on the rocks. We were not very happy. We did find a couple of nice little practice boulders and climbs but not much. The sun was starting to go down and we decided to head home early. There was a group of nasty giggling girls hiking up to the top of one of the rock formations we had just left. They were super loud and obnoxious. When they got to the top, they pulled their pants down and mooned their own camera and just thought it was the funniest or cutest thing. It was seriously time to leave.
We stopped by the McDonalds in town to let the kids get a quick snack to hold them over until we got home for dinner. However, when we got back into the car to leave, it would not start. We were pretty low on gas but should still have had plenty to get to the gas station which was our next destination. We thought that maybe the meter was not working well or something. We dumped our white gas into the tank to see if it just needed a little more to get it started, but nothing happened. We emptied our water container and Christian and I walked to the nearest gas station to get some gas. We brought back more than two liters of gas but it still would not start. We seriously started to panic at this point.
Christian decided to leave his i-Pod at home as he usually brings it but never uses it. I usually bring my cell phone but had left it plugged in to the charger under my desk and forgot it. We had no numbers memorized but found Marian's home phone number in Christian's glove compartment as we sometimes use it for discounts on gas. Unfortunately, we had no phone. We walked up and down a couple of nearby shopping centers but there are no longer pay phones anywhere anymore. It was dark at this point and we were stranded. We had even checked at a rent-a-car place in one of the shopping centers but they had just closed. It was a nightmare.
We ended up at an auto parts shop to get a wrench. We were going to attempt to disconnect the battery to see if it was just some freak computer problem that we would reset by disconnecting the power. No dice.
Finally, I forced the kids to come with me to ask a stranger to borrow their cell phone. I found a nice family inside the McDonalds that leant me their phone. As luck would have it, Marian was home when I called! Christian gave her directions and she headed out to come rescue us. Meanwhile, I talked with the guy that happens to work at a parts store and knew a bit about cars. He suggested that we try to trigger the fuel reset which sometimes pops in accidents and such. He told us where to look and we profusely thanked him to check it out and wait for Marian who would have been over two hours out still.
We could not quite see the fuel reset. At this point, the family that leant us the phone was getting ready to head out to take the kids to the circus that was in town. They stopped by to check on us on their way out. The fuel reset did not work but he told Christian to turn on the car and listed at the tank. He told us that our fuel pump was not engaging. He banged on the bottom of the tank a few times and told Christian to try it again. The car actually started!!! It was unbelievable. We tried to call Marian to see if she had already left but could not get a hold of her. Unfortunately, we did not get her cell phone number from her earlier so there was no way to contact her. We had to wait until she got to us.
We drove the car out to the gas station and filled up. We also got food for everybody back at the McDonalds that we were waiting for Marian at. We were too afraid to shut the car off though and just left it running the entire time. Marian finally arrived shortly after the McDonalds closed for the night. I rode back to our house with her and we followed Christian and the kids in the truck to make sure that it made it back.
It was a pretty stressful night and situation. We made it back safe and sound, thanks to a kind stranger and Marian, plus we found out what was wrong with the truck.