Stacy and I went over to Crazy's house on Sunday to watch the Bond film, "The Spy Who Loved Me." This was definitely Roger Moore's best one, but I am still not the biggest Roger Moore fan...but I digress...As we were there Crazy voiced that he wanted to get to REI this week to gear up for climbing. This made me happy. I have thought for some time now that Crazy would really enjoy this sport. So I wasted no time. On the following evening I met Crazy at REI and he bought a harness (Singing Rock), some shoes (5.10), a locking carabiner (BD), and an ATC-XP (BD). I met he and Brock at the mouth of Little Cottonwood at 5:42 tonight (I was running about 12 minutes late), and we made our way up to the slips. Several people were showing up right as we got there. This just seems to be such a busy place nowadays (I say tha
t as if I have been going there for years). We crossed the river and I led the 5.6 arete. Crazy then went for it. I figured this would be a good first climb for him since it is relatively easy, but there are a couple spots that require some strategy. He got stuck at one of these spots and was near unto saying he wanted to come down when we coached him around the difficulty and he was able to succeed. He was glad we did so. You don't want to fail on your first climb. Your second climb, however... Brock quickly climbed this and cleared the gear and we made our way down to the 5.10s around the corner. Brock led the 5.10a and then Crazy gave it a shot. We all knew what the result was going to be, but hey, we are doing this to have fun, right? Not to only do things that are possible! He got to the roof and then lost his holding and decided to come down. I then attempted to climb it. My arms were getting tired before I even made it to the roof so I went to the side where I could stand and rest for a moment. This was not the best idea because getting back over proved much more difficult than planned. I did finally make it after some time of debating on how and if it was possible. I still don't know if it was possible, but I did anyway. I climbed the climb and I conquered. Brock climbed it one more time and then we were on our way. There was a couple that was waiting for me to
make my move so they could climb this one, but they got tired of waiting and the girl led the 10c instead and I think she was happy with that. She said she had never led anything above a 5.9. We once again crossed the river and rewetted our pants and Chacos (as if our Chacos ever dried off). It was an enjoyable evening and I am super stoked Crazy is into this. I will be getting him out again and again within the next while so he can begin to get comfortable. Later.
t as if I have been going there for years). We crossed the river and I led the 5.6 arete. Crazy then went for it. I figured this would be a good first climb for him since it is relatively easy, but there are a couple spots that require some strategy. He got stuck at one of these spots and was near unto saying he wanted to come down when we coached him around the difficulty and he was able to succeed. He was glad we did so. You don't want to fail on your first climb. Your second climb, however... Brock quickly climbed this and cleared the gear and we made our way down to the 5.10s around the corner. Brock led the 5.10a and then Crazy gave it a shot. We all knew what the result was going to be, but hey, we are doing this to have fun, right? Not to only do things that are possible! He got to the roof and then lost his holding and decided to come down. I then attempted to climb it. My arms were getting tired before I even made it to the roof so I went to the side where I could stand and rest for a moment. This was not the best idea because getting back over proved much more difficult than planned. I did finally make it after some time of debating on how and if it was possible. I still don't know if it was possible, but I did anyway. I climbed the climb and I conquered. Brock climbed it one more time and then we were on our way. There was a couple that was waiting for me to
make my move so they could climb this one, but they got tired of waiting and the girl led the 10c instead and I think she was happy with that. She said she had never led anything above a 5.9. We once again crossed the river and rewetted our pants and Chacos (as if our Chacos ever dried off). It was an enjoyable evening and I am super stoked Crazy is into this. I will be getting him out again and again within the next while so he can begin to get comfortable. Later.
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