Sunday, September 19, 2010

One 12b. 12d compton still outta reach.

On 9/11 i sent my 3rd 12b... then tried Straight Outta Compton 12d, pictured above.  Surprisingly made it past the last bolt only to fall a move below the anchors.  I hope gods of weather allow me a few more chances at Mt. C this year before it gets too cold... 

These photos were taken by Scott visiting from SLC.  Thanks Scott!

This hold is my nemesis... so hard to clip off that bugger.

Prior to the first big move.  Sadly, now I'm in NYC getting fat in front of a computer while gorging on coffee, pizza, chicken wings, beer.  Rinse, repeat.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

More projects. Ugh.

My friend Randy is good enough to wait the gajillion hours it requires for his HD videos to upload to vimeo.  Sadly, no sendage leads to more projects.  Amazingly enough, the problems are so good, I would actually slog the hour or so to this singular boulder in Tuolumne Meadows.  That's saying a lot because when it comes to bouldering, I usually avoid anything longer than 20 minutes from the road, uphill hiking, talus hopping, and top outs covered in lichen or moss (although I think I just described bouldering at the gunks.)

Monday, September 13, 2010

Bouldering at Rock Creek boulders at the Big Meadow campground.  Some V4s.  High quality, clean lines.  It was getting dark, but after moderate sport at Dike Wall, we were still hungry for more climbing after we returned to our campground.

Video of Randy, John, and I bouldering at the Tank Boulder by May Lake in Tuolumne Meadows, Yosemite.  We all fall of some v5/v6 thing, but Randy repeats a V7.  It's a perfect boulder, perfect height, with problems from VB to V7 and above, climbable on every side, with a variety of holds/features.  Unbelievable.  The gunks sometimes makes me forget how good granite can get.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Il Bucco again.

Every sunset here is majestic.  

The surveillance camera attached to this old church kept its stygian eye on the crowd.

I like this shot John took.  It has the feel of a painting.  The primitive human structure in the foreground gives it something.  

This is me working an 11d/12a.  It was 26 meters tall, which added to the excitement.

At the top of the climb.  The roof is totally blank.

Heading to Rome...

At Rome.