A curse, a prayer, and a groan...
Thibeaut Pawlas on Pornstar (8b)
Reaching up in a desperate greasy attempt to move upwards I latched this smirking crimper and tried to lock off. Nothing happened; my arm chicken winged and I backed off, falling.
David Ackerman on Californicator (7c)
The same bad decisions were made, I thought I hurt my finger but it turns out its okay, Tex thinks he’s going to climb 5.14, we saw the re-emergence of Waterfalls, the Intern did typical intern stuff (not to mention he had no idea who Kyle O’ Meara was), they did not have Day Glo IPA at the NBBG, the dog poop on the trail is rampant, some stringy French guy showed up with mega-hot g-friend in tow and pissed on everything (including us), and no one got stung by the massive amounts of angry hornets that are slowly colonizing the wall. God it’s good to bee alive (ha a pun!).
The weather forecast for August is looking super cray right now. In a good way. The ridge of high pressure that was belligerently sitting on the coast like a drunken, obese, sweaty, cream filled Jaba the Hut has finally been devoured by the trough of low pressure that has allowed for some of that sweet sweet sea air to come in. And with it, lovely low temps for the next few weeks.
Kevin Erickson in the crux of Psychosoamtic (7c)
The weather forecast for August is looking super cray right now. In a good way. The ridge of high pressure that was belligerently sitting on the coast like a drunken, obese, sweaty, cream filled Jaba the Hut has finally been devoured by the trough of low pressure that has allowed for some of that sweet sweet sea air to come in. And with it, lovely low temps for the next few weeks.
After a small finger re-injury scare I made it into the gym
to the triumphant sound of no pain and am really happy to get back after
it. Training has commenced!! Besides Squamish in a few weeks I’m heading
back to the Red baby!! This time for two
weeks. I’m so stoked I can’t stand
it. There is so much there I want to
accomplish that I have to keep a lid on it and just start training for the trip
now. Until then it’s back to projecting
and the pursuit of my first 8b. Cheers
to you all.
Kevin Erickson nearing the crux on Flatliner(8a+)
Kyle VanHouse mid crux on Psychosomatic (7c)
How do you respond when someone close to you tells you that you will never be that good? Does it motivate you to prove them wrong? Do you yield to their assumptions and self-imposing projections of their own insecurities? Do you disagree out of anger? And what does it mean when someone tells you this? Does it validate your own fears? IS it true?
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