Is this really gumbyish? You must have been climbing in muir...Brentucky wrote:skip a bolt, check!n
The ongoing weekend idiot report
Ok the last gaff was mine. If it had not been for the knot that I tied in the end of the rope B4 rappin' I would have fallen about 6 or 7 meters to the ground. I was surprised when the rappel device hit the knot. The knot is there 99% of the time when I rappel but it has never been used until that point in time. The thought occurred to me that I might have overestimated the halfway mark and fallen off the other end of the rope. That end was tied to the rope bag though--but it might have not been. There was error in my SOP.Brentucky wrote:shoo, that was close! saw caribe had the last post and thought he may have mentioned our shenanigans! since not though, here we go!
grab a draw, check!
skip a bolt, check!
back clip, check!
almost rappell off the end of the rope, check!
nice climbin with ya caribe and scobro, ya frikkin GUMBALLS!
no it's not necessarily gumby'ish. however, had some outside observer walked up in the 7 minutes or so of time in which ALL aforementioned stuff occurred i imagine they would have thought we all had death wishes.gripster wrote:Is this really gumbyish? You must have been climbing in muir...Brentucky wrote:skip a bolt, check!n
the back-clip was actually on purpose if you can believe that! don't ask why, i'm done here until the next idiotic set of circumstances occur.
efil lanrete... i enjoy the sound, but in truth i find this seductively backward idea to be quite frightening
Wondering if you'd consider this hypothetical situation.
Leaving a climbing area, let's pretend it's the Chocolate Factory.
You hear a rifle being fired. A lot. Sounds like it's coming from the Lode parking lot (where you just might be headed).
Hmmm, you might think to yourself "a day of climbing and bush-wacking didn't kill me, but a stray bullet to the head just might."
As you get closer to your car, but before you can really see it, you might yell out something like "Hey, there's people down here" hoping everyones ears aren't ringing so bad that they might actually hear you.
In this story we'll say they did hear and stopped shooting.
You are pleasant to these folks and marvel at their gleaming weapon.
They say it's all cool, they were shooting in the direction of the woods.
This direction is where you just happened to have been coming from.
If this situation ever did happen, or there were an opportunity for it to happen, I would hope a little more though and apprecition for the fact that a popular area usually draws a lot of people who could be just about anywhere would go through their heads and they might decide to put the gun up or go somewhere else with it.
End of hypothetical story.
Leaving a climbing area, let's pretend it's the Chocolate Factory.
You hear a rifle being fired. A lot. Sounds like it's coming from the Lode parking lot (where you just might be headed).
Hmmm, you might think to yourself "a day of climbing and bush-wacking didn't kill me, but a stray bullet to the head just might."
As you get closer to your car, but before you can really see it, you might yell out something like "Hey, there's people down here" hoping everyones ears aren't ringing so bad that they might actually hear you.
In this story we'll say they did hear and stopped shooting.
You are pleasant to these folks and marvel at their gleaming weapon.
They say it's all cool, they were shooting in the direction of the woods.
This direction is where you just happened to have been coming from.
If this situation ever did happen, or there were an opportunity for it to happen, I would hope a little more though and apprecition for the fact that a popular area usually draws a lot of people who could be just about anywhere would go through their heads and they might decide to put the gun up or go somewhere else with it.
End of hypothetical story.
we were at the shire this weekend when we see some people walking up the trail with their harnesses on, which is usually a bad sign in the red. We walked around the corner to work on a route and were pretty much minding our own business when we hear:
"uh... uh.... uh.... FALLLING... AAAAARRRGGGG!" then, after the fall, the climber proceeds to swear and yell and scream and generally throw an ugly temper tantrum on the wall. i haven't heard someone cry and carry on that badly in a very long time!
his partner calls up to him: "dude, you have to do it - it's called 'pee-wee'!" and i realized that he was that bent out of shape on a 5.7! i went back around the corner to where they were and saw that the person who was making all the fuss wasn't even leading the route - he was on TR!
maybe it's time for him to pick a different sport
"uh... uh.... uh.... FALLLING... AAAAARRRGGGG!" then, after the fall, the climber proceeds to swear and yell and scream and generally throw an ugly temper tantrum on the wall. i haven't heard someone cry and carry on that badly in a very long time!
his partner calls up to him: "dude, you have to do it - it's called 'pee-wee'!" and i realized that he was that bent out of shape on a 5.7! i went back around the corner to where they were and saw that the person who was making all the fuss wasn't even leading the route - he was on TR!
maybe it's time for him to pick a different sport
"Unthinkably good things can happen, even late in the game." ~ Under the Tuscan Sun
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