Leprechaun the Hard Way - February 26, 2005 - P4

Another narrow section

Paul attaches my pack to the bunny strap. Up another twenty feet, let the grand traverse begin. Good feet for the first hundred feet. I edge across slowly. I'm way behind, but the brain is stuck in low gear. "How far do I have to go?" "Further." The blank spot ahead troubles me. The sun is shining. Snowflakes patter around me. The bottom of the canyon is black. I don't really want to be there, but I sure as hell don't want to be here. I move across to the blank spot. Thinking too hard about the wrong things. Ping!! My left foot is off. My right is pretty far to the side, but holds. Concentrate. I start into the blank spot. Feet up high, sticking well, not as bad as I imagined. Fifty feet goes reasonably quickly. Well, as tortoises go, anyway. "How far do I have to go?" "Farther." "HOW F@#&ING FAR??" "Uh, at least around the next bend in the canyon." I see some chockstones well below me. They look inviting, but no. My arms are shot. Chimneying with feet on the right wall, and squirming hips and shoulders on the left. Everything hurts. On and on. CRACK!!! Everything my back is on has just given way, about an inch. Loose flake no more, held in place only by me. "Rockfall coming." I ease to the side. Off it goes, clattering to the canyon floor in a pile of dust. "Quit altering the route." Yeah, thanks Tom. Another fifty feet. "OK, once you're over that loose flake, you can start down." Over the flake, down a few moves. "What's it like under that bulge?" "Good foothold." Down a bit, stretch the left foot onto it. Crunch. Top couple inches turn to sand. Guess I'm the first to use that one. Ditch the pack, fifteen feet to the floor. Into the tight part. Knees hurt like hell, elbows, back - what doesn't? Paul comes over to help. Offers his shoulders to stand on, but I don't want to. Guess I'm thinking about how mine feel. I squirm on down. I'm sitting on his helmet. "Uh, well, I guess just collapse." Like he had any choice. Terra firma again. I sit. My right tricep wants to cramp. "Resting again?" with a smile. "Blow me. That sucked."

Smiling - must still be early.
Squeezing down a canyon

A little wide chimneying

Rob is still smiling

Another narrow section - Rob goes high
 


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