While many people went to eleven mile or baseball games, Celo and I headed north to do some clambering up at Flagstaff and hang out with John and Becky, some wicked cool cats who Celo knew from the olden days. Here are some of the resulting shenanigans.
So you start here (on a log, which you will sprint up)...
...or here. Yeah, it's what you think it is.
Then you jump.
Okay, now you grab the decent sloper and slap yourself (gracefully) against the wall.
Top out and it's all over!
Looks fun, right? John suggested that this problem, which we can only assume to be an FA, be called, and graded V(stupid).
Next door to V(stupid) there is a really cool Gill problem (Gill Lunge, or something like that) that goes at somewhere between V0 and V15. In any case, it's cool as hell. John and Celo both (re)sent.
Shortly after that last sequence the weather decided we needed to leave and go drink beers, so it became very very cold and snowed a bit.
THE END!!!
...or here. Yeah, it's what you think it is.
Then you jump.
Okay, now you grab the decent sloper and slap yourself (gracefully) against the wall.
Top out and it's all over!
Looks fun, right? John suggested that this problem, which we can only assume to be an FA, be called, and graded V(stupid).
Next door to V(stupid) there is a really cool Gill problem (Gill Lunge, or something like that) that goes at somewhere between V0 and V15. In any case, it's cool as hell. John and Celo both (re)sent.
Shortly after that last sequence the weather decided we needed to leave and go drink beers, so it became very very cold and snowed a bit.
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