Saturday at Devil’s Tower New Wave (P1: Steven, P2: Dawn) Everlasting P1 (Dawn) Mystic and the Mulchers (Dawn) Sunday at Devil’s Tower Soler (P1: Dawn, P2: Steven) El Cracko Diablo (P1: Dawn, P2: Steven) Tuesday at Devil’s Tower Durrance (Approach pitch: Steven, Leaning column/Durrance crack: Dawn, Cussing Crack/Flake Crack: Steven, Chockstone Crack: Steven, Bailey Direct:… Read more »
Posts By: Dawn
A short diversion
Romy and I took a little side trip to Rumney on lovely Spring day. I’ll be heading out shortly for Devil’s Tower so a day of easy bolt clipping was a nice diversion. Egg McMeadows, 10a Holderness Arete, 10b Med Dose Madness, 10b Bonehead Roof, 10c Hippos on Parade, 8+ Lies & Propaganda, 5.9 Milktoast,… Read more »
Coasting
I took advantage of being with someone who is easy to please yesterday by doing a little coasting – no hard, scary lead for me. Mike got his in to start the day and then I put up a couple of familiar 9s he wanted to do. Having no agenda makes me relaxed and unattached… Read more »
A quiet wait in the woods
I’d always heard the Gunks are deserted on a weekday, but I guess I’ve been so much a part of the crowd-that-wasn’t-there that I’ve never seen it for myself. Mark, Mike and I had the Seasons area–normally a circus of dogs, babies and spectators–to ourselves all day. It wasn’t a productive day, an efficient day,… Read more »
Fear doesn’t equal danger; Danger doesn’t equal fear
Far from onsighting new routes with a strange partner, today I’m trying to lead my nemesis Cris Cross Direct with my two oldest partners. Steven and Todd and I have a lot of history and so do Cris Cross Direct and I. Let me start by saying that I know of no route called Cris… Read more »
Sometimes the universe has other plans
Sometimes the universe has other plans and usually it’s best to go along with them. I asked a friend to climb Friday. It was supposed to be a beautiful day and I wasn’t working. He said yes and then mentioned another friend who had asked the same thing. So now there were three of us… Read more »
Three Races in Three Days
The Boston Marathon is, for many people, the ultimate race. For me, it was the finale in a three day weekend of races. On Saturday I manned an aid station at the inaugural running of the Traprock 50K. My friends Steve and Kevin created this race to share the love they have for running Connecticut’s… Read more »
Ankles Away
Sunday I was in pre-trip mode, meaning I didn’t want to get hurt. Although in this case the trip was actually a race. I told Todd the goal for the day was not to get hurt and he pointed out that that should be the goal for every day, so I revised it a little… Read more »
Back to Tradland
Spring has sprung completely out of control. Sunday felt like summer. Between the weather and being out of work, I kept thinking it was June. I’d just had a week of climbing in Mexico in similar weather, so all indicators said I should be climbing like it was June. Once I knocked off Trapped Like… Read more »
I’m not strong but I’m lucky
On Wednesday: We Arrive I don’t know why we started at SuperMini. I don’t think I’ve ever climbed here before, but other people in the group have so we should have been forewarned. I step up on the first moves of my first route in the waning hours of our first day in Mexico and… Read more »