As of Late.

Two tuesdays ago, I climbed in Yankee Jim with Dominick. There, I managed to send Rabbit Hole, V11. I don't feel too descriptive today. __________________________________________________________ The Next day Dom came to Cody and climbed two new routes. These are on the newly dubbed Love God boulder. The short route, V4, Dom called Non-Believer; the extended variation, V4/5, is True Believer. Both these routes are stand-starts on a boulder up the hill from the main fourth-swithchback parking lot. The boulder is in the cluster of larger boulders above the fifth switchback before the Kaiya boulder. I managed to pull off the sit-start to this route. I finished with True Believer. The route starts on a left hand tiny two or three finger pocket with a right hand crimp. It then shoots right onto a tiny ledge. The line, now called Armageddon Savior, should be V11. Later that day, Charlie completed the first ascent of Quarter Pounder, the jump start to Wish I Could Have Gone All The Way. Dominick quickly followed with the second ascent. __________________________________________________________ That night Charlie climbed Powface and Dominick climbed The Joker, downgraded to V6 by Charlie who also completed the line. __________________________________________________________ The following day was rather unsuccessful. Charlie almost sent Dragonflies Dance. Both Dominick and Charlie flashed Hiya, V8. Charlie also scoped out another project on the Love God boulder, which will be bound to create a sick link-up. __________________________________________________________ Charlie and I were the only ones to climb friday. I managed to climb a V11-ish eliminate-ish sit start to Hiya. I was psyched. __________________________________________________________ Guest Speaker Charlie has this to say about his ride home that night: We left Cody at 4:30 and ran out of gas 30 miles out after Kerrek forgot to fill up with gas before leaving. To make a long story short I arrived home much later than expected after getting a friend to bring us gas. __________________________________________________________ ... __________________________________________________________ Ok, this is now two weeks into the school-year. I obviously didn't feel like typing then. I'm going to run through sends, with locations, that I haven't touched on. I just need to get it out, or it's never. __________________________________________________________ Yankee Jim- North of Gardiner MT: Mr. Leslie V6 Gigarete V7 Mrs. Leslie V8 Summer in Paradise V9 The Fin V9 Harmony in Ultraviolet V10 Vanilla Gorilla V11 __________________________________________________________ This was over a two day period with Charlie and Ina. Day three we went to Butte. Charlie was the only one to send. He climbed Montana Chicken V9. We don't know the real name, but it is left of Montana Beef. __________________________________________________________ Back in Cody, I was pressured to send the Pistol Whip Proj. Guess what. It didn't happen. I now have done every move but one. I have not stuck the intense precision move into the start of the stand-start V9. I did however climb a kinda-new route. It does the first two moves of the pistol whip proj and links into the finish of Pistol Whip V8. It'll be called Approaching Infinity V11 or 12. __________________________________________________________ I'm psyched to head back to Cody and climb the proj. It is my only end of the year goal. __________________________________________________________ Currently, in Golden CO, I have climbed outside a couple days. I sent the Animal V9. I have worked on Dark Waters and Mobbin' Around. I am psyched to go back to both. I only got on Mobbin when it was dark. This weekend- Mount Evans.

Maybe I disappeared.

It's time, time to say something about what I'm doing. __________________________________________________________ First, it's important to admit I raised the white flag on the fourth. I made it to 100.5 points and then was crushed. Four days on, I can accept that. __________________________________________________________ Rewind. 22nd of June, nearly a month ago, I traveled with my dad, Charlie, and Charlie's mom to Fontainebleau. The day we arrived it took till noon to get off the plane and retrieve the rental car. From there, it took 3 hours to travel 61 km to Font. Once in Font., the entire group was starving so we went and ate at a little restaurant on the mainstreet and did my favorite thing, visit the boulangerie. In France, or Europe in general, always eat bread. It is better. It is cheaper. And boy is it cravable. __________________________________________________________ We went to the boulders around six and climbed till ten. Charlie and I did a bunch of moderates, tried Aerodynamite--which at the time we did not know you could jump start it, BASTARDS--jumped on La Balance, and Charlie tried Biceps Mou, a route I did last trip. __________________________________________________________ The day appeared to be classic Font., rain. Charlie and I climbed Voltane a 7b, but outside of that, we were rained out. Charlie found a cool house under a boulder, and there was a route up the side. So awesome. We searched for Rainbow Rocket, but alas no success. A sad time for Charlie, he was bummed. __________________________________________________________ The next day was long and good. But oddly rather unsuccessful. We sent a route dubbed Fake Michael Ange because we thought it was the route. It was not. Outside of that some fun moderates. We also saw this Amazing route called T-Rex a 7c+. __________________________________________________________ Day four, or tuesday, was my rest day, but Charlie wanted to find Hale Bop. So off into the forest we went. It was found, tried, and not quite sent. Oh, and it rained. __________________________________________________________ Day five. It came together. I sent the sit to Aerodynamite, 7c+. We then both did Bivouac Directe, 7c. Charlie then sent both a 7a and a 7b+. I did the 7b+ and decided to skip the 7a. After that, I did the right variation of Bivouac Directe Assis, 7c or 7c+. We then tried the real Michael Ange, which I think would have been doable after another day's work. Next off to the Duel Area. I managed a 7b+ flash, but can't quite remember the name. Next, we worked on some problems. Tried Karma, 8a+, and the Beast, 8a. __________________________________________________________ This was without a doubt the best day of climbing we had the entire trip. __________________________________________________________ The next day Charlie and I were feeling wrecked from the previous day. I climbed Carnage, 7b, in three tries. __________________________________________________________ We then jumped on a 7c+, or what we thought was the route. Sisyphe Assis might be the name. But we both did it much too easily, so it cannot have been the right route. __________________________________________________________ Last in the day, we went to the Biceps Mou boulder and jumped on a left line not in the guide. Oddly it was one of the most logical routes. It felt 7c and took every last ounce of energy. __________________________________________________________ That night we stayed with my parents' friends, Bryce and Yazmil (possibly spelled incorrectly) in Noyer, a little village. __________________________________________________________ That actual night led to quite the late start for the parents the next day. We went to the Karma area around 3pm and left around 5:30. Charlie and I were feeling fresh. FRESH. It started of with the super crimpy vertical 7b+ that I managed to climb. Then on the way to the next boulders charlie did this 7a+. I then managed to spend an inordinate amount of time on this tricky 7b. I can't remember the name--only that it was on the red circuit. Charlie crushed and did a 7b+ or 7c; I can't remember much of what he did. I just know I was jealous because he did more than me. __________________________________________________________ Trip over. Awesome plane ride home. HA. Miserable. __________________________________________________________ Back in the USA I spent a night at Charlie's, and my dad went home. The next day around 5:45 in the morning we started on Charlie's V11 behind his house. Sadly, new beta was found that makes it much easier. The way Charlie originally did it is easily V11, but now the route is in the V9 vicinity. From there, we went to another of Charlie's routes, a V7. I just got angry haha. Never climb this route. I did not do it. I called Charlie a variety a hateful names, but of course all in good will. I admit, though, I will be happy never to see that route again. Lame Seven is my suggested name for the route. I was put into a much better mood when we went to the next route a crimp face project (most likely, and just because it hadn't been tried). The route was probably V7, and is now titled Rave Ambition. (I was just reading over this and was like, well this is vague. I climbed the Route and named it. Charlie said he thought it was harder. Ya. I couldn't do his seven so it's not harder.) __________________________________________________________ The next day we went to Yankee Jim Canyon. It's pretty sweet this area was developed despite its seeming randomness. Charlie and I climbed Hookers in Training V9. Charlie flashed The Carpenter's Crack. And we both did another V8 down lower the name of which I do not know. We also jumped on Rabbit Hole. __________________________________________________________ Two weeks passed without much commotion. I then went down to Lander for Climbers' Fest with Charlie. We both climbed a 12a. Boss Beans. Outside of that I tried Rodeo Free and damn, no go. Charlie Jumped on Cow Reggae, and I am surprised he did not Waltz up it. __________________________________________________________ The Erratic was our destination on Sunday. I took my pads cause Rope climbing is hard. I climbed Council of Despair, either V10 or 11. Then Charlie jumped on When I was a Young girl I had me A Cowboy. He did all the moves, but did not complete the Link that day. I was once again surprised. Charlie seems to have this short window where he just crushes. Then it closes. __________________________________________________________ On the way back into town, I got a flat. Awesome. Heck yeah! Jim, Charlie's dad, was a great help and the problem was quickly resolved. __________________________________________________________ I didn't think I'd be climbing the next day because I had to have my tire replaced and I needed to talk to the people. We got it to work though. __________________________________________________________ The next day I went to the Falcon's Lair with David Lloyd, Justin, and Ina. The hike in destroyed me. It was only 3.3 miles but enough to tire me. __________________________________________________________ I didn't know if I would ever want to do that again, until I started climbing. We started on the Trolley Boulder. Both David and I did this new route, Seeking Purity V7. I then did another new Route called Train Wreck which was probably a V8. Then, continuing, Justin climbed Cracked Eggs V4. David did a new route called Table Dance V5, and I capped off the day by sending World Conqueror V10. __________________________________________________________ Check out this for France photos and this for Falcon's Lair photos. __________________________________________________________ I did these silly separations because it would not just space for me.

Fourth of July

Back from Fontainebleau. More on that tomorrow. Today is my fourth day on, and the goal is 200 total V-points. The question is, can I do it? The answer, maybe.

The Interweb

Something completely unrelated to climbing. If you are bored, check out Khan Academy. Or check out MIT OCW. The internet is great. Oh and I climbed Full Retard yesterday. Cool route.

New Route.

This is going to sound like rambling because I do not know the names of the boulders to make this clear, but I needed a break from thinking, so here it is.

On Saturday, I went out and climbed with Charlie, Joel, Aaron (maybe just one "a"), Angela, Liz, and Clint.

It's nice to climb with other people that want to climb. Most importantly though, I beat Dominick's V-points from last weekend in a day. So what I've done the routes like thirty times before... they were WEEKEND FLASHES.

Snytonga 9
Shyza-Shyza 16
Fingerpaint 23
Ripper Extension 31
Neurologic 38
Deadman's Harley 46
Riding a Deadman's Harley 57

But, like I said, New Route, and that would be Neurologic. It's a short V7 on the boulder to the left of Black Pearl and Sugar Pie in the Maze area. The boulder the route is on has the 3 and 4. Neurologic starts on a right hand crimp and a barely-there left hand pinch. Then, one move to a two or three finger pocket. From there, one big cross move to the lip.

Back to homework.

Some succeed. Some fail.

I am an overachiever; thus, I do both.

I never went to Joe's. Not my fault. We know where the blame lies, but of course, there's no need to culture high quality hatred.

Didn't go to Hueco, or the backup of Moe's, for the same exact reason.

Hint, it's not family related, and I will not rely on that person anymore.

Now that my complaining is out of the way...

Charlie and I do however have plane tickets to Font. More on that later.

I climbed in Cody with Dom and Charlie this past weekend.

Working on this new proj. that Charlie and I first worked on the previous Sunday, I messed up my biceps. Both. Lame. So, I was out for the weekend. But, Charlie and Dom weren't.

The real Crushing began Saturday.

Dom's list:

Riding a Deadman's Harley V11
Deadman's Harley V8
We are the Future FA V10
Snytonga V9
Finger Paint V7

It's worth noting Clambake ate him.

Charlie's list:

Wretched Harley V10
Fingerpaint V7

Previous weekend:

Falling Darkness V9
Black Days V7
Life Wish V8 Second Go
Babies for Breakfast V7 Flash
Spearpoint Crack V9
Studs V8 Flash

I also managed to do the project on Tuesday. It is on the boulder with Life Wish. It starts to the left on a low hold and then goes up into the runnel. Check it.

Something worth writing about-Yes!

This past week has been fantastic. It was my self-declared Spring Break. I started it off in Helena climbing with Dominick, and Charlie came up from Billings Saturday to join.

Friday night, Dominick and I went up to Sheep Mountain. Out of everywhere we went, this was the sickest. The routes really excited me. The first route we went to Dom called a V3. ha. ha. More like five or six. It was an awesome start. Twenty feet over from the first boulder we jumped on a boulder with a project titled Black Pearl. I don't remember any other names. There was a 5/6 problem on there that I quickly dispatched; after that, Dom and I cut our tips on the Black Pearl Project. It is a two move line with an absolutely appealing look. Neither of us did it, but that line, of all the ones we climbed the whole trip, excited me the most. From there we went higher on the mountain to the Rocking-Chair Project. I couldn't do the first move. I tried. Couldn't. Dominick has almost sent the line. It should be something around eleven or twelve when it's done. From there, we went up to a line called Footloose. Luckily, I finished it up right as darkness was taking over, and the night was over.

The next day, Dom and I went with Luke Evans to somewhere near Homesteak Pass down by Butte. Charlie met us at the stop, and together we hiked into the woods. All of us jumped on Montana Beef, and all of us were SHUT DOWN. Dom managed to eek a send out of an 9, which I do not know the name of (prep. ending!). We also jumped on an arete project that I would sometime like to go back and do.

Day three, Charlie, Dom, and I went to the Schoolhouse Area. Charlie destroyed. Dom and I cried. Well I guess I cried; I was so far behind both of them that day.

Charlie's list:
The Playpin V4 Flash
Unknown V6 Flash
Go Fish V7 Third try
Shot Hole V8 Second try
Private Property-Line of Least Resistance V7
Cannibalistic Teachers V9 FA

Dom climbed the same routes too.

Charlie went home that day. I stayed the night hoping to go back to the proj in Butte, but when the next day came, I felt so tired. So, I pussed out.

The, Bang-Dang, I was in Cody, and not climbing the previous day was totally worth it...

I went to the boulder propped up by a tree on the way out the Northfork. Turns out there is cool stuff on there. I started towards the right using the arete, went up a couple moves and crossed across the face. Then, I did it without the Arete. I think without the arete it's like an eight. With the arete, it is probably a 7. Then, I climbed in Stonehedge and went up to Gucci.

Wednesday, I went to Land Beyond for the first time.

Thursday, I went to Bush Draw and then Back up to Gucci.

Saturday, Stonehedge for footage and then Gucci.

The routes (they'll have an X by them if I have done them previously) I have done this week are as follows.

Day 1:
Blackbeard V5/6
Footloose V9

Day 3:
The Playpin V4 Second try
Unknown V6
Go Fish V7 Second try
Shot Hole V8
Private Property-Line of Least Resistance V7
Cannibalistic Teachers V9 Third Ascent

Take time to compare my Day 3 list with Charlie'... I tied... well not if you count flashes. dang.

Day 5:
Unknown V7
Unknown V8
X Shyza Shyza V7
X Snytonga V9
X Finger Paint

Day 6:
TNT V7 Flash
PBX V8 Third or Fourth try.

Day 7:
X The Incumbent V7
X Cherry Tree V8/9

Day 9:
X Finger Paint
X Snytonga
GUCCI GUITAR V10

This is huge. For the past three years, I have jumped on Gucci at least twice per year. This has been the hardest route in Cody for me. Something is terribly difficult about it. I would up-rate but I don't know if that's approved of 'round these parts. I did manage to video many of these climbs this week, well the ones in Cody at least. I am concerned about Gucci's video though because I became flustered while trying the route and thus dispatched my clothes-they were annoying me-and I climbed the route in boxers. I don't know if that is public material.

Good week, and there is still tomorrow.

Girl Power!

Success! Blog number two.

I just read Rock & Ice, no idea which issue, but there was story on Sasha DiGiullian. I proceeded to cry once this story made me acknowledge my failures.

Ok well first thing, something that I have been trying to do... Goal list.

5.14c

V13

V14

Rodeo Free

Pistol Whip Project

The Project I like to call "resolution" but really has no relation to that route

Black Lung. I plan on going to Joe's for a week come break. It's on the list and hopefully an actual possibility this year.

If this trip to Hueco pulls together, I would like to climb a V12 there.

Travel to Helena and climb with Dominick

Put time into development into the Backside. The most difficult part about this is finding the hard projects I want. It's not that they aren't there; the search is just comprehensive. Areas seem to build up from the ground when it comes to grades, which makes sense.

Gucci Guitar. That gave me a goal for the weekend. Awesome. Hopefully the weather is conducive to that idea.

50 pull ups

5 one arms

3 laps on my campus board, which I haven't managed to do since last year.

Non-related to this (climbing), but since this will be my goal list, I must include attempt to earn As in all classes and destroy ACT so as to be Valedictorian. The chances are slim, but hey, goals are goals.

This summer, I am also hoping to travel to Font. for my senior trip. I have been wavering between Font. and Switzerland. Right now, I think Font., but that's always up for change.

Something to read. I don't necessarily feel this way; nevertheless, it made me laugh.

The Death Penalty

We live in a nation built on the founding principle that all men are created equal. In consequence, a human’s actions should be judged with equal reciprocation— “an eye for an eye.” Furthermore, capital punishment deserves implementation in cases of murder.

When considering capital punishment, it is important to not to limit the scope, or view, of “an eye for an eye.” In example, if a woman shot another man, subsequently killing him, she does not necessarily deserve death; what if he made her the victim of his habitual rape? Because of scenarios like this, capital punishment demands delicate application, and does not apply to all murders.

For simplicity, we will consider a basic instance where murder is the overriding and defining issue within a case, and capital punishment is the primary consideration.

So the reader possesses a more complete view, a short list of oppositional stances is given: more costly for the state to carry through with capital punishment, two wrongs do not make a right, and the straightforward fact that the crime has already been committed—to kill convict would not solve anything.

Taxes cover the costs of capital punishment. For a person to oppose paying the small portion of his income that will eventually aid a fellow society member is small minded, and this literal cost should not be viewed as exceeding the emotional cost to those involved, or more critical than the moral downfall.

Of course, two wrongs do not make a right, but it is possible for the second wrong to work in the direction of justice.

The argument that killing a man who has already executed his crime is invalid. Any chance of the convict committing a second offense drops to zero, and the punishment deters other possible convicts from pursuing similar crimes

Although it does not appear to be law’s general tendency to be emotionally inclined, it is important for emotions to be acknowledged when that is one of the victim’s costs.

A murdered person gives up the rest of his life and numerous opportunities, whether the person would have lived for seventy-three or twelve more years. This is an enormous payment on behalf of the victim. In addition, there is the emotional trauma during the murder, which to most, is likely incomprehensible, and the trauma to the victim’s relations. Piling upon these last three costs is society’s loss of wealth in some form or another from the loss of one of its persons.

One of the law’s primary goals is to provide appropriate compensation. In this scenario, to provide the equal compensation, the only means would be to reciprocate the original actions.

Thus, the death penalty has the potential to be the appropriate sentence to achieve the primary goal of many cases, compensation.

This blog post is an official entry for the Law Blogger’s Scholarship, sponsored by The Law Office of Joshua Pond, http://www.joshuapondlaw.com.

You blocked me on Facebook; now you must Die.

I have decided to stop climbing.

Ha Ha. Not really. But, my appearance on the climbing scene has diminished. A quick year in review.

I went to nationals and sucked it up. Let's just say I could've done better.

The day after destroying the sickest plastic project-in reality, I thought it was a new high in my climbing-I injured my finger three finger campussing.

Over a week in Joe's valley, I peaked out with No Substance, a V8, a memorable and rather disheartening send. Being that this was three weeks after sustaining my previously mentioned injury, I was still handicapped. I attended an SCS competition afterwards and the pain resumed completely. At the comp., I completed two routes... maybe just one.

Climbing in Bozeman the next weekend to attain my necessary three for regionals, I still felt pain and stopped after two routes.

Ultimately, I did not attend regionals or any following competition.

I climbed thrice at the beginning of the summer completing routes new to me such as the Pulaski, V6. Pain resumed, and I of course un-resumed climbing.

A couple days into July, I'm guessing the fourth, I began to climb again. Making a strong appearance, I sunk pockets at the Lander International Climbers' Festival-consisting of five days of 5.10 snacking. It seemed much more like chewing on bitter inedible twigs than any sort of snack.

For the next three weeks, I climbed managing to send Tribal Vibrations, V11, and some others again. However routes, such as Pookster, another eleven, beat me yet; it was abuse.

Europe, an awesome-ish trip, came, but climbing only came seldom. Once in Austria, once and half in Switzerland, and thrice in France. I sent Biceps Mou, the highlight-day (out of twenty-one) of my Europe trip.

Back in Wyoming, I did ten 8s in four hours and Green Glass Door, an awesome route.

It is rather depressing to see that was my year in climbing. Like fo' real, I did shit. Sorry to use the word. Not very professional. Looking over all that is a disappointment.

The year previous, the list of accomplishments was much more impressive. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. 8th at nationals.

Now looking at it like that is probably not the best. Climbing is about enjoying yourself; we all make it sound like some enlightening pursuit. We all make it sound as if this transcends us to a higher level. Maybe I am misinterpreting the things I read, or think I read. And if we are to think climbing transcends the human, why wouldn't we take it seriously?

Climbing to me is a game. It is not a lifestyle, although my life revolves around it. It is a game because I go out and climb rocks while taking it as if though I am playing with nuclear weaponry. Dealing with nuclear weaponry strikes me as a pursuit I would enjoy, but this doesn't mean I would treat it lightly. When I take a step back though, I realize all climbing does is give me an unreasonable sort of pleasure.

The weeks without climbing taught me that I do not need climbing to live. Over the weeks, I managed to make a catapult, six feet tall, and develop my social life. Those were the only remarkable developments. It is hard to tell if my mental fortitude declined over this period.

Looking back to where this tangent, nigh on unintelligible, started, climbing is about enjoyment, and even though it is just a game, my happiness depends on it. Without progression, life in stasis, to me, is a life not lived. Not superseding my previous year with greater achievement disappoints me. If someone asks me, the greatest moment of my life. I don't want to look back three years and say a certain day. If my finest moment was any extended amount of time ago, what the @#$% have I been doing in the mean time? If I can avoid injury, and I will consciously try to avoid it, this new year will not be like last year.

Since the end of summer, I have primarily climbed indoors. On my wall...

Last year, my biggest flaw was my inability on large moves. Lacking large facilities, I worked on smaller move, harder hold routes. My last couple months have gone to working on nemesis routes with big moves, and as I have become better, worse holds.

I think, do not know, that I progressed in ability, hopefully at least to the previous years strength.

For the last year, I also had small-time sponsorship from La Sportiva. I didn't attempt to renew because of my poor performance though. If I had done, well I would feel as if though I deserved a sponsorship; I did no such thing though and must once again prove myself, if only to myself, worthy of a sponsorship.

It is hard to find a balance in life when I'm all about extremes. My classes are not too difficult, but sometimes the homework is just ridiculous and overwhelming; at the same time, which pisses me off, it is unnecessary. Of the things in life I do, and am proud of, I think first and foremost to come to mind is academics. Not that I am supremely above others, but I push my limits to the bar society sets for me in small-town Cody. Last semester, I took Calculus II, AP Biology (Bio 1010 through the near-by college), Honors British Lit., Advanced Composition (English 1010 through the college), and AP Economics (outside of school, online, and self-paced). This semester is much more my style with Differential Equations (at the college), College Physics... at the college, calc. based..., Independent study for "Advanced Topics in Mathematics," Chemistry II (college Chemistry 1010), AP Statistics, and AP Government. Normally, a kid takes four classes at a time, so I am pretty psyched with six. What I love is my parents don't push me in any of this. They support me, but they don't push.

The only part that sucks is I often am single minded. I must either be focussed on my intellect or physical being. It's one or the other. My goal this semester is to find a way for the two to work together, to be in balance.

Among other sad things, I believe that USAclimbing wants me dead. Well, this year they changed up the set-up for bouldering and regionals was in December. It is generally in January, well in previous years. Although I registered for the competition, somehow I never saw a date. So there was $85, a ridiculous amount, down the drain. Really though, it was my fault. Dagnabit. This made me more resolute in my decision to not reapply for a sponsorship.

Lately I climb hard in the gym and easy outside. A couple of days ago, I skipped out on school and went up with Jordan Jolley, Josh, and Christian Baumeister. I don't remember Josh's last name despite the fact I know him fairly well, much better than Christian at least. When we went up, I managed a new V5 next to Fader, which I called V7 last year... more like V5.

Today, Reese, a longtime friend of mine, and I went up to look at this boulder he cleaned up when I was in school. Down low, this is all between the first and second switchback on Cedar, he put up a low-ball V2/3 called Circle Jerk. Then he showed me the other boulder. It took a while to work out the easiest sequence, but when we did it went down at about V6 I would say. I don't know if this is correct because my judgement is befuddled from all times we tried it with extremely hard-to-hold start holds. So... Villainy in the Modern Age, V6.

Then Reese was wanting to give a look up the Lower Stonehedge drainage, so of course, we did just that. Making it to the first boulder up the gulley, the Maxx (I think that's how it was spelled), we threw down pads. In the guide there was a five done and room for more. So, we both did the five and began to work on a route that came out of a super-tight corridor. When all the dust settled, practically a literal statement, one chossy, semi-crap route was left standing. The moves once you escape the corridor are nice, but the corridor absolutely blows. I think this one deserves to be called Maxx Blow, V6.

What I really want is the perfect project. Three weeks of work. Beautiful movement. Memorable send. Limit of difficulty.

I'm waiting for it to appear. Thanks for reading. I doubt this blogging will become a more regular thing, but hey, we can hope.