Dave dropped our #4 camalot while following the 2nd pitch. Because of this, he took a 20 footer while leading the burly 3rd pitch, but he went back up and finished it. The last pitch was one of the most spectacular leads of my life. Dave stashed a can of Guiness at the base of the route for post-climb celebratory purposes, but the marmots managed to drag it out and drink it somehow!? I guess they saw his fall and felt that he didn't deserve a beer, but I felt otherwise 'cause I was sure glad not to lead that pitch.
Witnessed by: Dave Ellis