Incredible late September day, no one around. Got to love these fall days on Yam. We left a #7 Metolius on that 2nd pitch, supposedly I buried it too deep. I just replaced it, so it is practically new if you can get it out. Traverse city on the upper pitches with a ton of squirrel piss on the first two pitches. There should be an adjustment to rating for climbing on hardened squirrel urine. Cheers.
"Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it."