Yo friend come do and film Hardy Boy crack at Rubidoux. I can't really bring myself to climb anything without first watching you solo it by yourself with no pad, and I was surprised to see it's not on your channel yet. It's basically a Woodson problem so I assume you can flash it.
The young phenom, Michael Paul takes first place in the jr division, '78 (i think) contest at woodson
Had to be a different year Ron, 'cause in 1978 I was still living in San Diego, had my mom's car, and that was the year Mike and I were climbing there 4 - 5 days a week and pretty much wired and soloed everything. every. single. thing. on the mountain. If there had been a '78 contest I'd most def have been there, expecting to win, place, or show, then choking in an epic fashion. I think 80 or 81 is more likely, and I was up at evergreen and recall I'd missed a contest. Mike still looked quite youthful in '78. My dad would pick us up and bring him home to my house, my mom would wash his clothes while he took a shower then they'd feed us mountains of food. This was right before he moved from Mission Beach to Miramar with his mom, and then bailed for good to the Valley and Joshua Tree. It was all a very long time ago, so we're probably both fuzzy on the timeline!
Hardy Boys is a LOT like Hear My Train but is NOT at ALL like Hrear My Train, slightly right leaning at the bottom in a really shallow, barely-there right-facing groove. The big difference is that the hard moves -- tips jams in pin scars -- are way off the ground, over a not-so-good boulder-strewn landing. So there is quite a bit more committment involved. It's a for sure puckerfest. But it is also pretty manageable -- you can climb up and down and up and down pretty easily before committing to the ankle snapping finish. And it's on that killer Roubidoux stone, so baybee man that's just the frosting on the cake! It was my first trip to Roubidoux, Jan or Feb 77, just me and Mike ditching school, no rope, no pads, scats on the hoofers, not much spotting going on. It was a good day.
Like I say, I only did it the one time, scared myself,
one and done on a perfect winter day, so everything I just wrote could just be an epic case of confirmation bias smothered with rich creamy euphoric recall.
Definitely feels reminiscent of Hear My Train.. maybe a bit harder but I haven't spent much time on it. I played on it a little bit on TR. The first 3-4 moves off the ground are real tough and I couldn't quite do them. Tips in pin scars and some laybacking.
Then a few steep moves on ok fingerlocks to the jug, still pretty hard but doable for me (I'm weak). Then it eases up.