Martha & I met at 7am and took off to climb at my favorite chosspile. I drove the Subi down to NJC as we bantered off and on about ourselves. Martha is new to climbing, and has all the nice, but none of the annoying characteristics associated. This was her first real climbing trip, outside of a few field exercises included as part of her attendance in a summer mountaineering class.
I was excited when we showed up and there were no ropes on the Boy Scout Wall. I wanted to start off on BSW so I could watch Martha as she practiced cleaning the anchors & rappelling. By the time we walked over there, a party had just started up one of the routes. No biggy, ropegun Clare jumped on an adjacent climb and started upwards. (more…)