We headed up the misty Icicle in search of dry stone, but there wasn't much to be found. Cortney and I ran into Ralph and Kyle O'Meara, father/son dream team, and then headed over to Little Bridge Creek Wall with Jens, SchickD, and Kyle. Dick Cilley's Gutbuster was completely dry despite the rain, as was The Lefty, a beautiful boulder problem climbing to an obvious horizontal near the base of the cliff. We hung out for a few hours to flail on Gutbuster, flail on the lefty, and enjoy the tiny zone of dryness next to the cliff. I think I managed the only send of the day with the possible FA of the dirty, sandy Butguster, which traverses left along the low ledge at the base of the cliff from The Lefty to Gusbuster.
We spent Saturday night at the Peshastin House on High Street, then after a slow breakfast at the Renaissance Cafe, stoped by the Swiftwater Cave to see if it was dry. It wasn't. Several consecutive days of rain had completely saturated the spongy schist, and Cortney and I headed back to Seattle, rejected. I spent Sunday night in the library and that was the end of the weekend...
James says I should diversitize my portfolio
$10,000 reward for Jens
K9 Cop Officer Honcho
Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!
Jessica's Wonderful Backyard
SchickD on Gusbuster
Fall Colors on Sunday
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