excessive down rating
rating system's are all subjective. I have been on routes where I know short people couldnt do the same move I did so they have to pull off the nasty while I can just reach past it. Ex. Strectherous, you can make a long move or you can take the hard ass boulder problem approach. So yea, it's all subjective, plain and simple.
Who Me? I gotta hitch hike god damn 18 miles to get a god damn beer......that's bullshit.
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and Meadows...Ro was 12a when I did it....you know back in the day. 8) Now some of the hold have grow from all the trapped moister at that cliff and so it's 11c at best. What you haven't heard of holds growing...geesh
Back in the day when you used to climb or long ago when women didn't climb? That's it! Because women are climbing and many are climbing stronger than men, everything is getting downrated.
So there you have folks - men are stroking their egos.
/End of conversation.
wait..having trouble following the conversation...
wait, i got it, let me engage my false modesty goggles. ahhh, making so much more sense now!
implicit in your accusation, sir charlie, is that number chasing is an evil activity. can you prove that not caring is any more nobel than caring?
wait, i got it, let me engage my false modesty goggles. ahhh, making so much more sense now!
implicit in your accusation, sir charlie, is that number chasing is an evil activity. can you prove that not caring is any more nobel than caring?
Positive vibes brah...positive vibes.
Ray has the right idea. I'm good with tossing out anything 2 letters off. a kinder gentler concensus.
I used 12d and 10 as an example. You could substitute any grades that far apart.
I got on American Wall last weekend. I can't put a solid number to it. It was just too easy. Then I tried the direct start.
I used 12d and 10 as an example. You could substitute any grades that far apart.
I got on American Wall last weekend. I can't put a solid number to it. It was just too easy. Then I tried the direct start.
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this is an interesting topic to me. I think that within this topic is one of the "Climbing is an allegory for life" examples. What I mean is...
One could make the analogy of the weak, changing and ultimately failing body to our perception of reality and the route is the standard of what truely is reality.umm....
Well, maybe, What really is 5.11 to me? Hmm? on a day when I am a stallion and have been climbing a lot, a 5.11 is a warm up and feels like a casual 10b. On a day when I haven't done a pull up in months, 5.11 is the beginning and the end of my day and I would bet my house that the route was 12c. I go home to be exhausted and sore.
My perception of the grade of the route ( of reality) has changed between these two experiences, but knowing the route, having done it thousands of time- (I am thinking of Injured Reserve at the lode), I know the route hasn't changed. It remains hard and fast in its morphism, unchanging, just as reality remains unchanged by my passing. I can perceive in a moment of mortal self pity the rock laughing at my very finite, petty, and narcissistic self indulgance, saying, "Silly little man, you are feeble and fleeting in your pursuits."
Rejoice, young man, in your youth, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth, and walk in the ways of your heart, and in the sight of your eyes; but know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment. (WEB)
One could make the analogy of the weak, changing and ultimately failing body to our perception of reality and the route is the standard of what truely is reality.umm....
Well, maybe, What really is 5.11 to me? Hmm? on a day when I am a stallion and have been climbing a lot, a 5.11 is a warm up and feels like a casual 10b. On a day when I haven't done a pull up in months, 5.11 is the beginning and the end of my day and I would bet my house that the route was 12c. I go home to be exhausted and sore.
My perception of the grade of the route ( of reality) has changed between these two experiences, but knowing the route, having done it thousands of time- (I am thinking of Injured Reserve at the lode), I know the route hasn't changed. It remains hard and fast in its morphism, unchanging, just as reality remains unchanged by my passing. I can perceive in a moment of mortal self pity the rock laughing at my very finite, petty, and narcissistic self indulgance, saying, "Silly little man, you are feeble and fleeting in your pursuits."
Rejoice, young man, in your youth, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth, and walk in the ways of your heart, and in the sight of your eyes; but know that for all these things God will bring you into judgment. (WEB)
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