All alone on High Exposure
It was a rainy spring last year. I had hitched several times to the Gunks only to be continually skunked by the monsoon season. One morning I woke up at Camp Slime to the sound of rain spattering on my tarp. I set out to do some route-finding and scoping out the climbs. So when I finally found High Exposure I lost my sanity and decided to go it alone. Having never climbed at the Gunks nor having ever rope soloed anything it seemed like fun. I set up some sort of reverse anchor and soloed on my Gri Gri. The climb was mostly dry until I climbed out of the roof and was "exposed" to the rain. It is a bit scary trying to feed slack to oneself by holding the free end of the rope in my teeth while looking up into the rain drops. I took this picture when I was cleaning up the route and ascending the rope I had just fixed. Probably the craziest thing I had ever done. I don't think anybody believed that I did that.
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