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Speaking of monkeys, as some of you may know, Steve and I have a "beannie baby style" Monkey named Monfreid. We always, always take him climbing with us. Well we forgot him at home this past Monday....when we arrived at the crag we discovered Steve had forgot his harness at home too...Coincidence?

Also there is a little bit of "climb to spray" in us all.
Climbing: providing the socially awkward with somehing to talk about.

W3rd, mosty I climb for the crushing of Mormons.

I rope climb for the joy it brings to my life.
I boulder for the chance to sleep and ride, stylin' with Annabelle.

I climb because there's a frikkin' rock in my way... or in front of me... or whatever. Stupid rocks.