"All men are frauds. The only difference between them is that some admit it. I myself deny it." H.L. Menken

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

pockets and puppies.

Summer has been a stellar break from the monotony of school. I've been trying to continue climbing, though lounging and gluttonous BBQing generally seem to be winning out. In Missoula for Sarah's graduation I managed to get down to both loho and lolo, and remembered why i was always able to stay psyched while in Missoula. Here are some photogs (compliments of Ryan "Outee" Nelson) of an excellent afternoon session with Ryan, Brandon and Molly.
Molly hiking an excellent and large unknown problem (v3/4?) ***
Brandon attempting a repeat of his problem "The things they carried." (v6/7)
Myself attempting to tack on a very cool sit start from the hueco. Neat beta and a monster sloper.
Unfortunately, it appears I lack Brandon's toughness/love of mantles. After getting through the sit three times I was not able to beach my whale. Apparently I never properly caught the only top out hold which mainly involves a half pad pinky pocket. Shit.
And finally, I got my self a new climbing buddy. Hopefully she'll learn that peeing on a crash pad is an unforgivable sin.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Whelp, semester is almost over which is excellent as my academic achievement seems to be inversely related to sunny days and nice weather. Some interesting stuff to report since my last post. < <<
Due to some weird spring weather i decided to spend my Saturday scoping some boulders, local Buttian Kevin Hutchison tipped me off about somewhere along the CDT. The patina face above was perhaps the prettiest of many nice looking lines.(Yes I pirated this photo from yall)<<<
Aside from the pretty boulders and scenery, the highlight of the day was coming face-to-face with one of these guys. Usually when I hear a little crashing in the woods, I assume I spooked a deer, so when a very large cougar popped out running in my direction, it took a couple of seconds to realize what I was looking at. I tried to snap a pic with my phone but was to busy peeing myself. <<<
This weekend marks the most gluttonous time of the year: Graduation Season. Spamblock's (pictured above)demands that I attend the festivities means that probably be spending the weekend in a collared shirt and khakis, pretending like I'm sober while talking to the relatives of random graduates.<<<
Hopefully I will be fueled by ample (and free) amounts of this stuff, which tends to run like water at grad parties.<<<
Which I hopefully will be able to overcome by Sunday, when flailing in the deep woods of Lolo. Every once in a great while I've seen noteworthy sends accomplished in dire states of hung-overdom... Here's to hoping.<<<
Then in short order Sarah and I will be heading here. No, not Austria but the next best thing (only a bit of an exaggeration): Washington.<<<
Rumored to be home to granite so clean it makes Lost Horse look like choss. (photo ripped from koan bouldering (cool blog worthy of peeping))<<<
The best part of this, is that we will hopefully be guided by these two goons. (Note: Due to an unfortunate fall, Sam now climbs in this very helmet.)<<< ...................................................Here is to three weeks of school free flailing!