so, after greasing up thin fingers, bp and i proceeded to get a touch drunk and stuff. met some kool kats from eburg and parteed the night away with them at the local redneck campsite on the river....1am pass out in the back of the sube....530am drive like mad for the city and my favorite hole in the city at the Seattle Art Museum....730am find out i don't have to work in the hole but at the office...later my boss tells me i should have called in sick and continued climbing at index. damn!!
BTW- the lightening at index last night was well, spectacular...
about a year, with five or six encounters.
oh you meant rocks.
the arete on the fridge took a bunch of years...
guillotine; five tries, four times landing in the bush when the blind cam placement ripped out.
Twelve years of stare'n at Thin Fingers. Blew the flash at the second bulge.
too slippery last night and BP and I AO'd the face but no airtime in the crack. Don't forget your pink chalkbag next time...kevbone....hah!
yeah but what if it was sent before you decided the moss and dirt made it harder and needed to be removed.
cracks are most definitely project-able....
just don't hang any dumb red slings from them.
sux about the rock in the neck but those goats are badass creatures....think about it; they just scamper around and laugh it up at us humans.....i am sure they joke around mocking us with all our fancy equipment when they send 5.8 like its the obvious gully.
yes, all they probably wanted was for you to piss off the edge for them so they are challenged when obtaining the salty granite grit licking pleasure.
goats are cool, and humans are just jealous cuz they got mini grapling hooks for feet with stickier rubber than C4 version 2.
play nice now tony tiger
when in paris last year, i saw very few suv's...mostly, motorcycles, mopeds, bikes, and small cars.
i say fuc the suv!
especially that piece of shit hummer!