THIS is highway, I-480. With 4 lanes in one direction. All completely blocked by a pile-up, of course. [image]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BijZ5ELIUAAcVCL.jpg[/image]

Heffe had a hard time getting home yesterday.

Sigh. The berms of snow on the sides of my driveway had JUST FINALLY melted down to about 2 feet before yesterday. Not anymore!

Yeah, we just got a few little skiffs of snow here. I actually interviewed for a private school gig that is sweet, with the exception that it's in Cleveland. Hoping I don't get it so I don't have to make tough choices.

Otherwise, midweek/weakend report: Good times at the Gunks. Was colder than I thought it would be, and WAY more snow; we could have approached on skis. But, sun was out, and if we caught sunny cliffs, the conditions were perfect. And the whole Uberfall was deserted, so we got to do a bunch of untrodden classics, even Horseman (which I forgot my ATC on, and established myself as a gumby who had to belay on a munter from the top)!

Other than that, did Feast of Fools, really cool 5.10 roofs. Got on Suppers Ready, fell, then the sun went away so I couldn't do another run. Really good steep climbing, with some little holds thrown in, too.

Got back to F-ville, had a fun day at an obscure carg that is the far upstream end of Beauty. Belayed the local trad hero on another headpoint prodge that he's working on, put together some moves on an abandoned spurt line, and did some REALLY cool old gear lines, including one cool splitter crack that ends at these tiered roofs with perfect horizontal placements that you are kicking your way out of.

To top it all off, last night was open mic again, and I managed to put together a certain Tim Minchin song that some folks might know here. Video should be on the facespace.

that is awl.

THIS is highway, I-480. With 4 lanes in one direction. All completely blocked by a pile-up, of course. [image]https://pbs.twimg.com/media/BijZ5ELIUAAcVCL.jpg[/image]

Heffe had a hard time getting home yesterday.

Sigh. The berms of snow on the sides of my driveway had JUST FINALLY melted down to about 2 feet before yesterday. Not anymore!

the suv on the right side of teh foto seems confused.

your weather is mystifying to me. It is quite warm here, will be in teh 80s this weke end in solvang.

Hey Doc...

[img]http://i.imgur.com/yYLho0J.jpg[/img]

Obligatory post.

Taxes are easy when yore a broke grad student.

In other news, heading to teh creke from sunday to friday. yeeeeeeeheeeeewww!

Hey Camhat, can you repost the batman slapping Robin with the "At the Gunks this would be 5.8" one? I need to pass that one around

I'm on my iyup at the boulders, but it is under my mp profile.

Hey Doc...

Creke weke report:

I made PG mad, and so we left a half day behind schedule. Between hitting the patagucci outlet, where I got a properly sized DAS as an exchange for an undersized down jacket that i got for 40% off nothing, and getting tacobus, we didn't get down to the creek till 3 pm on monday. Went to way rambo and fucked around on bleu son and rochambeau.

Tuesday we decided to hit supercrack area, since there wouldn't be lines on the classics, and despite two previous creek trips, PG hadn't been there. did IHC and 3 AM, and some weird 5.9 to the left. I was pretty toasted, as I am pale, weke, blorty, and atrophied from grad skool.

Wednesday decided to hike in and check out slug wall. Spent much of our climbing time fixing Jasper's paw, as he mangled it chasing rabbits. Broke one nail off very messily at the quick, and we had to amputate the flapping nail. Blood everywhere. Did a little 5.9 that PG wanted to try, decided slug wall was too sunny, and went to catwall. Got on tom cat, finishing right as the sun set.

Thursday. Weak. Blorted. Bruised in both body and spirit. Drinking by 11 am.

Grad skool sucks ass regarding climbing conditioning. It probably doesn't help much that I spent most of my days skiing this winter, as I needed to up that particular game.

Drove home yesterday. Dogs are still sleeping.

Creke weke report:

I made PG mad, and so we left a half day behind schedule. Between hitting the patagucci outlet, where I got a properly sized DAS as an exchange for an undersized down jacket that i got for 40% off nothing, and getting tacobus, we didn't get down to the creek till 3 pm on monday. Went to way rambo and fucked around on bleu son and rochambeau.

Tuesday we decided to hit supercrack area, since there wouldn't be lines on the classics, and despite two previous creek trips, PG hadn't been there. did IHC and 3 AM, and some weird 5.9 to the left. I was pretty toasted, as I am pale, weke, blorty, and atrophied from grad skool.

Wednesday decided to hike in and check out slug wall. Spent much of our climbing time fixing Jasper's paw, as he mangled it chasing rabbits. Broke one nail off very messily at the quick, and we had to amputate the flapping nail. Blood everywhere. Did a little 5.9 that PG wanted to try, decided slug wall was too sunny, and went to catwall. Got on tom cat, finishing right as the sun set.

Thursday. Weak. Blorted. Bruised in both body and spirit. Drinking by 11 am.

Grad skool sucks ass regarding climbing conditioning. It probably doesn't help much that I spent most of my days skiing this winter, as I needed to up that particular game.

Drove home yesterday. Dogs are still sleeping.