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i don't remember where exactly the meanest bushwack in the red for me was, but it was 90 degrees and humid and I had a heavy pack and I was crawling up steep hills under rodos more than hiking. I didn't find any cracks but saw some motherlode like caves. The worst bushwach was from the top of the leaning tower to the bridalveil river down the middle of the wash. Pretty much the whole way down I had to use my body and 100 pounds of haul bag to batteringram my way down through the thick shrubs. when I got to the falls I realized I had no idea of how to get back to the valley but that's another story. This was after I had climbed for 24 hours strait and it was now the 31st hour. I wanted my mommy.

Bushwacking was my climbing before I climbed. I can't say how many people vowed never to go hiking with me again in high school, and college.

I tried to walk my property line at next to MV, it took me 5 hours to walk it (only 6 acres or so) The rodo know no mercy!!

RRG BA5: when you're walking and climbing OVER the rhodos cuz they're too thick to go under and it's snowing/sleeting/raining outside.

The only reason to attempt this is when Lander decides there MIGHT be a good cliff somewhere out there and it's too cold to climb anyways.

I have a new-found respect to those of you that have found the cliffs I like to go to!

Danny wrote:wackin chaney is cool

I have to disagree.

Wackin' Cheney on the other hand is fine.

I guess a good part of my life has been spent in the BW4 zone. Oh the stories I could tell, if only I could still see out of my left eye. I can attest to the fact that the SE has some pretty stout bushwhacking. I haven't come across much in CO that comes close to a "normal" (about BW3) bushwhack in Kentucky.

Any time I've come across a guidebook description here that says "bushwhack" I am seriously disappointed. In Colorado (and maybe a lot of the semi-arid west) bushwhack means "no trail" not "dense tangles of iron-like vegetation with homicidal tendencies." I had to laugh at one such hike where the thickest vegetation was ankle high and you could walk around all of it.

I've done BW4 in northern New Mexico. Thick scrub oak, pine and holly and other vegetation with "homicidal tendencies" on a 2-mile traverse of a steep south-facing slope. All in 90F heat. With 45lb pack. But it was for work, not to get to a crag. I've got some awesome scars from that day.

"Loss of temper inevitable" - I've seen that a few times in NC.

Danny wrote: I wanted my mommy.

I've always wanted your mommy...she's hot.