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Mungeclimber
Trad climber
Nothing creative to say
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Topic Author's Original Post - Jul 22, 2018 - 11:30am PT
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Tarbusters post made me think this is pretty unique, but absolutely on point. Not only does it irritate the living fvck out of me, but I get irritated the second time after washing said same socks and the burrs and stickers are still there!!!
Perhaps this should be the worst climbing sensation, other than falling without pro?
Why, it's right up there with, with ... that feeling of getting stickers in socks from walking around through tall, dry weeds.
What's your worst climbing related sensation?
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JC Marin
Trad climber
CA
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Jul 22, 2018 - 11:46am PT
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That feeling you get when you arrive at the belay anchor and realize your new climbing partner has no f*#king clue what he is doing
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Jul 22, 2018 - 12:24pm PT
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Sewing machine leg from drinking too much of that wiry Four Seasons coffee.
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Lennox
climber
in the land of the blind
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Jul 22, 2018 - 12:31pm PT
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Sewing machine leg when you realize you are off route on an on-site free solo, and you are committed to continuing upward on terrain more difficult than any you have ever free soloed.
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Bad Climber
Trad climber
The Lawless Border Regions
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Jul 22, 2018 - 01:11pm PT
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Lots of good bad ones so far. One that stands out for me: Being pumped and slowly greasing out of a jam, usually caused by heat and humidity. I followed a wide crack pitch up on Granite Mountain in AZ in the summer. It was more like swimming than climbing. Got up it, but, gah. Not fun. My partner just grinned and said he couldn't wait to do the pitch again.
BAd
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AP
Trad climber
Calgary
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Jul 22, 2018 - 01:19pm PT
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That split second when you know you will blow off but it hasn't happened yet
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Jul 22, 2018 - 01:21pm PT
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Seeing many tons of sh!t headed towards me with nowhere to run to, on any number of occassions. Usually lucked out, at least physically. 😳
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Lennox
climber
in the land of the blind
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Jul 22, 2018 - 01:29pm PT
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At a semi-hanging belay with the lovely wintergreen-ish scent of formic acid, your partner has just started a 3 hour aid lead, and then the ants decide they have had just about enough of your farting and decide to attack . . .
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norm larson
climber
wilson, wyoming
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Jul 22, 2018 - 02:39pm PT
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When you hear the crack of a collapsing serac above you but you can’t see it because it’s dark.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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Jul 22, 2018 - 03:22pm PT
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When you're long out of water at the end of a rope on a long hanging rappel where you see the rope is not even going to reach the ground and there is no ledge AND you forgot to tie knots in the ends of the rappel rope so your looking at a chance of two broken legs.
Luckly, there was a fixed pin. And I was able to pull up the ends and tie them off in time.
Back side of Lower Cathedral Spire.
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L
climber
Just livin' the dream
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Jul 22, 2018 - 03:32pm PT
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That pop you hear when you hit the wall after taking a 30 foot whipper with your foot at just the wrong angle...
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Jul 22, 2018 - 03:46pm PT
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I enjoyed several of the worst climbing sensations during a Spring 1980 outing on the South Fork Clearwater River in Idaho.
Things were not going well, ever since dark clouds had closed in around us. There I was, 20 feet out from a #1 Chouinard wired stopper, on loose rock, with a bad case of rectal seepage. I needed to vomit from drinking too much the night before, a dear John letter was stuffed in my back pocket, and from the bottom of the cliff, my near-sighted three-legged cat, Ralph, was yowling incessantly at a rock it mistook for a cougar.
What I later found out was ash from erupting Mt St Helens, started falling. It blotted out the sun, like a grey snowstorm. Ashfall was sluffing off the slabs above us like spindrift.
Then I saw the tornado.
It was clearly heading our way.
About that time: an old Ford pickup skidded to a stop at the base of the obscure Idaho cliff we were climbing. As I looked down, two locals in camo jumped out, and I heard one scream: Gol-durn rock-climbers-----shoot em!
Just when I thought: this is the end!
An earthquake started shaking me off my precarious holds, then a dump-truck sized boulder broke loose just above me, as I skidded down, just missing my belayer. The stopper held, my belayer caught me at the end of an amazingly soft fall, & the boulder missed us by 5 feet, but luckily squashed the two shooters.
We called it a day, rapped off the route, rounded up Ralph, broke out the left-over beers, and drove through 120 miles of light, fluffy volcanic ash back to scenic Moscow, Idaho. The near-epic trip to Moscow was: grey-ash snow and zero visibility, when another car went by. It was a lot like driving through fine cold powder snow.
The next morning, I looked out my window at 6 inches of white volcanic ash, and said: Oh fuk----it didn't melt!
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Lennox
climber
in the land of the blind
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Jul 22, 2018 - 04:06pm PT
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Take your pick:
Waking on Gray Ledges to a golden shower coming from the Shield headwall.
or
Later that day you are leading the L facing corner on the pitch after the roof on The Shield and ruthlessly back-cleaning; your last placement is ~40' below; leapfrogging 3 pieces is too slow, so you are alternating two yellow tcu's . . .
. . . then you are falling . . .
. . . while falling you have time to wonder why it is taking so long; you remember that morning that after putting away your urine soaked sleeping bag, and while switching from the webbing swami you sleep in to the urine soaked harness, that you had to stop to cower while 2 watermelon sized mini-boulders flew by to explode on Mammoth Terraces . . .
... and wonder if you finished passing through your buckle on your harness . . .
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jul 22, 2018 - 04:21pm PT
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the stuttering saw sound of terminal rope drag on stretchy goldline, along with it's echo as it recedes to from whence it came ...
back in the day before quickdraws, when a single oval on a ring angle was thought of as a thrifty move in lieu of the deployment of double crabs,
and in the absence of ... well ... much of anything else in the way of good rope technique
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nafod
Boulder climber
State college
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Jul 22, 2018 - 04:33pm PT
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Flying out to Colorado from back east to climb, and hydrating like crazy on the flight so you hit the ground running when you land and head to the crags, and the landing gear are down on approach and YOU GOT TO PEE RIGHT NOW.
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Ksolem
Trad climber
Monrovia, California
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Jul 22, 2018 - 04:53pm PT
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L nails it.
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WyoRockMan
climber
Grizzlyville, WY
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Jul 22, 2018 - 05:11pm PT
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That "electric" feeling when you aren't where you need to be in the early Rockies afternoon.
A wool sweater getting "goosebumps" will get your attention.
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Jul 22, 2018 - 05:12pm PT
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ATG! Re your comments:
Fritz, don't mistake this as me liking you or some sort of olive branch, but you write well.
P.s.
You're a dick.
Thank you! Much appreciated. I enjoy writting & to date Idaho Magazine has published 15 of my stories, ranging from short humor, to historical adventures, and Idaho mining history. A lot of people here know my real name.
http://www.idahomagazine.com/author/raybrooks/ntity too.
Unfortunately, although I really enjoy most folks on this forum, people like you can "piss me off!"
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Jul 22, 2018 - 05:48pm PT
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The sensation of acceleration on steep hardpack with a death runout, as you wait to find out whether a self arrest with ski pole tips will work.
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Mungeclimber
Trad climber
Nothing creative to say
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Topic Author's Reply - Jul 22, 2018 - 06:07pm PT
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these are some jacked up stories!
I'm never climbing with any of you! LOL
There is a sensation when sitting around a campfire and the fire sparks and throws a big burner on you, you RAGE upwards swatting all the while, because your down puffy that ember is burning through is brand f'ing new.
FML is right!
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