Photos by maculated

Maculated models the blue harness, complete with matching chalkbag monster!

Yishai Horowitz took this awesome photo of the new incarnation - SLO Op II, may it live long and prosper!

T-dog examines the Primrose's construction. It sure is sparkly!

After leaving my harness and belay device behind, I called on some friends to help me send the First Sister in a Day.

Maculated stops on this incredibly high angle route to get her barings. Note thoughtful warm vest left for the second.

Photo of my esteemed partner before she starts her harried 5.7 route.

Nothing to do but send! In style! Up! In approach shoes and no harness!

Pinnacles. You're driving along, you're driving along . . . no rock, no rock, no rock. HOLY CRAP!! THAT IS ROCK!!

Today was not my day. As I'm cinching up my swiss seat, the button on my pants pops off, revealing my thermal underwear. How embarassing!

Toward the end of the day I was SURE my pants were falling off. Or apart. Note swiss seat strung through loops to help them stay up after loss of button.

Maculated demonstrates why she and Carrie sat at the top of the first sister for a half hour like dummies not setting this thing up right. Once I got it, though, we were golden.

You can't see it well, but that's me in a hanging-belay swiss seat and using a munter hitch (it's locked off) to belay my second (who is taking the photo from above)

"So, let's do that big formation there!" "Sure! It's not very hard, but it's a good intro for you to the rocks-in-mud that is Pinnacles. Wait . . . . . . I DON'T HAVE MY HARNESS!"

Harried! Get it? Hair-ried!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Photo of Carrie and I at Pinnacles. There's me with crooked sunglasses thanks to a past broken nose. The hotness!

Carrie arrives with coffee and scones while my dog tries to maul her with love. She is not evil!

JP sacked out, James gnashin' on a Butterfinger. All is right with the world.

Ahh, the untouchable peaks I see every day. MOrro Rock coming out of Morro Bay and begging for some lines, and the ever tempting, but privately owned, Hollister peak to the left of it. Damn damn damn. The ocean is pretty though. I live in paradise.

Here's Andrea (comet) at the second bolt of Little Nukey.

Carrie thought we should give them a moment alone. I thought better. Glad I did, I think it turned out well.

Here's my friend Yishai on the neatest looking wall around. Don't fault him for TRing it - he can probably out-boulder you. :)

My little dog has grown up! Here she is topping out of the 7 foot dog run at the ranch I work out at - and she has the downclimb wired.

The cam goes through its motions just for you! Open, close. Open, close! Dizaamn.

The cam goes through its motions just for you! Open, close. Open, close! Dizaamn.

The cam goes through its motions just for you! Open, close. Open, close! Dizaamn.