I was climbing with Mark, Abby, Ellen, Earl, and Glenna again today. We are forming a sizable climbing party. I tried a pumpy 11a that I might be able to get if I projected it. But it was only a warm up for everyone else. Abby’s project has been The Great White Behemoth, one of the more famous routes at Ten Sleep. And for good reason too; it is very impressive. After a couple days of working out the moves, she finally got a redpoint! It was very inspiring to watch the progression of going from bolt-to-bolt, to getting a clean send. Once she sent that, Mark went over to the route he was working on and sent that too! They say that often when one of the sends, the other gets so excited that they send too.
With Mark working on his next project, I went climbing with Dan (another dirt bagger) for a bit. We did another Ten Sleep classic that has seen perhaps too much traffic. The beginning holds were very worn down and felt a little glassy. Dan then went to do an impressive 11 that pulled through a tough roof. As we were packing up our gear, I found out that Dan just graduated from studying geology. An impromptu geo lesson later, and I had learned about the formation of the rock we were climbing on. Learning new stuff is always so fun.
Thursday: Mandatory and unplanned rest day today. Last night as I was driving to camp, I got a flat tire. No big deal, just jack it up, take off the old one and put on the spare. Except it was a big deal. The old tire had rusted onto the hub. I worked at it for an hour and half (and bent my tire iron) and decided that it was beyond my skill. It just so happened that I was on a rough dirt road in the middle of a canyon without cell signal. So getting help meant walking. Fortunately there was a camp not too far up the road. They gave me a lift up to Abby/Mark/Ellen/Glenna/Earl’s campsite and we discussed how to get it off. But any action would need to wait for daylight.
In the morning we went down to my car and got out the blowtorch. After a bit of heat and a big smash of a rock, the tire came loose. (Using fire and a big rock felt very caveman-ish) I drove to the “city” (Worland has a population of 5k) to get my tire patched up. While I was in town I did some work and grocery shopping. No climbing today.