We climbed. It was hard.
Brian and I spent a long morning at TRC, enjoying the peace and quiet that nice weather brings to the stale, sweaty gym (because climbers with more sense/time are at the Gunks). Our day in a haiku nutshell:
We climbed, and climbed more.
It was hard and we were beat.
Then: Chickens Gone Wild.
Finished off with a little tired bouldering, we mostly sat around and discovered routes with really dificult starting moves, though I finally managed to tick off the problem (black and yellow, V5) Brian stole from under my nose a few sessions ago (sneaky Asians...).


