"A life Jimmy. It's the shit that happens while you wait for moments that never come." -Lester

Then, on Wednesday, we lived, because the moment of great climbing I was waiting for never came!

It was Brain and I. We made it in record time to TRC. We started on lead: 8 first (I think) then a 9. We were already pumped after that. We then tackled the new 12 slab (red) on TR. We both made it to about the middle.

We went for a new pumpy 10 on lead. Unfortunately I couldn't onsight it as I got stuck in the middle (actually there was a hold that I had missed), but I was happy with the fact that I down-climbed and rested a few times without panicking. Brian did it with 2 takes. The end is surprising as it involves two big moves. This was followed by a scary new 10 on lead close to the entrance (I took twice, and Miss Pssst who joined us onsighted it as if it was a piece of cake) -- nice catch Brain.

Then we went back to the 12 slab. I almost did it, falling only once right on the last move! Then miss Pssst gave it a shot, again she made it look better than we did. While she was working it I tried the new black 12 slab with Elle on belay (great belay BTW, especially for a newbie). Ouch, that is one tough start with a heel hook that wont stay in and a terrible handhold for both hands... maybe next time.

While I kept working the black 12 with Miss Pssst, Brian bouldered what looked like an interesting and very difficult problem: extra crimpy!