this weeks is erica's and my second anniversary. woohoo! we (i?) decided to climb the third flatiron to celebrate this and my wrist recovery.
erica's not looking so sure about this climb. she thought she had just peed on herself, but turns out it was her platypus leaking. didn't learn that until a couple days later though!
getting started off the east bench.
nerves. exacerbated by the fact that i just dropped my biggest hex and watched in hop down the rock. i later climbed down and retrieved it - the rock was super brittle below the standard route, just flaking all over.
anniversary jacket! i could have left at least half the gear at home, considering i made only a few placements each pitch. turns out i didn't even need that hex i dropped. good riddance - for the moment.
happy again.
and really happy to be done.
something special going on here...
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