Saturday was another day spent at Clear Creek with Brian trying Dark Waters and me trying the Swamp Traverse. Perhaps if our hands and feet were not numb one of us could have sent something. Sunday's weather was MUCH better with sun and higher temps we made the hike up to Arthur's Rock even though the road was closed. Brian sent Double Stack while I worked on Ode to Failure. Ben Scott made Brian a promise that if he sent Childbirth he could not call him a pussy for an entire year. Brian got over his pussiness and sent Childbirth!!! and now he can talk shit to anyone he pleases. Camp climbs high stuff? I guess so.Camp setting up the scary heel hook on Childbirth
Going for the jug
2 comments:
rageaholic rage!!11111111
sockhands internet mailer volume #497: "yo, any fools interested in sending childbirth should do so with me."
obviously, camper has turned in his friendship card, but if he repents before it is processed by the bueracratic system i employ [takes weeks], he can reaffirm his good standing.
mcbride may rest assured that with this photo post, she is granted another couple weeks amnesty from post-hassling from the likes of me.
unrelated note: you know i spell wickedly precise.
WTF THIS "ARTHUR'S ROCK" LOOKS NOTHING LIKE YOUR RECENT TRIP TO JOE'S VALLEY????
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