Apr 27, 2012, 1:30 PM
Registered: Nov 21, 2003
In 1989 I had been climbing for around 3 years, when I and a friend headed to the White Mountains in NH to try longer routes. We'd been hitting the Gunks and Seneca pretty regularly.
Our first line was the Standard Route on Whitehorse Ledge, the first three pitches of which clock in at around 5.2 or 3. We, of course, roped up for them. At the Toilet Bowl belay (I think that's what it's called) I was dutifully bringing my second up on rope, when three or four guys passed us—walking up the low-angle slab—that we had just spent a couple hours leading and seconding. Apparently Whitehorse 5.3 tends to be featherbagged.
Heh. Now that was embarrassing.
Several years later, I redeemed myself a little bit, when I and another friend sledded down that very same slab in winter.
(This post was edited by j_ung on Apr 27, 2012, 1:32 PM)