Lollygagging's for losers

Guillaume said I used too many big words. I told him his vituperative condemnation was uncharacteristically superfluous and unnecessarily acrimonious, and delaying my vertical perambulations. Lollygagger...

But in all seriousness, surprisingly good work session on the back end of a two-day streak at TRC. No lollygagging evident, even with a team of 3 it felt like good constant climbing. Brian, Guillaume and I roped up for some big-time overhanging/roof leads - 11 (purple), 10+ (black), and 9? (red), each of them long and pumpy but with solid holds and mostly safe falls (the second clip out on the ceiling always feels a little dicey).

Brian continues to push the envelope with his leading, getting on the scary stuff now. Guillaume was a monster on the leads, as usual, absolutely fearless. I managed my way up the 11 eventually, but tore a chunk out of my hand on a fall (after the body reversal/swing at the arch apex) - good reminder to never grab for the rope or draws. Hey, at least I found out that chalk can stop bleeding... Afterwards, hit up some TRs, with both Brian and Guillaume schooling the crimpy, grueling, delicate new 11 (brown) and 10 (black) in the back. Finished up by working a few moves on a pink 11, with a nice two-handed all points dyno (which, of course, G just static-ed).