Thursday, May 24, 2007

Rained out of the White Mountains, NH.




Got CHEWED in New Hampshire last weekend. Lots of cool hiking, but very little climbing. It Rained from start to finish. Team CLIMB FAT lived up to their name with a truely slothful weekend of Shopping and snacking. The only flirting with fitness that occurred was the assault on Tuckerman's Ravine at Mt Washington by Shawn, Denise, Dottie and I. Sub three hours, car to car, topping out just below the bowl. Truely an inspiring spot, I'll have to get back in there in the winter to make the traverse/climb some ice.
Kamouraska tomorrow, Hopefully DK and I will make up for our lackluster weekend in the Whites.
Also, Big shout out to Stef over there in the Gobi, We miss you lots, big guy.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Sweet start to the Season!

The top ten weekends in Welsford list just made some room for a new addition this weekend. DK came up from Hali to rejoin CLIMB FAT team members Rob, Trace and I for a killer weekend.
Saturday saw some sweet climbs up on Mikey, with Dash, 5.8 for style, Salt & Pepper, Warm and Sultry, and Curried Reccolection being led, and Inhuman eraser and Bird of Fire being Topped. Bomber day on warm rock. Got buzzed by the lady Peregrine who was just checking us out. She's beautiful.
Saturday night was cool, but was warmed by good company as a good crew arrived at the base to camp. It's amazing how our little community has changed in the past couple of years, Im not going to be the pup for much longer.
Sunday dawned bright and cool, and after some morning schenaegans Dottie and I hit up the Upper Tier for some sweet leads. Monseur Torpedo, Most Unprecidented and Bombing run (?) got hit first for a stellar morning, with a tribute to trad on Adventure Pedestre after lunch, proving that DK still has what it takes to throw pro. The afternoon culminated in the discovery of the Attic, which I have never been to before, but will soon return to. That wall is amazing, with sustained hard climbing on bomber bolts. Good times were had by all.
New Hampshire next weekend!

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

M@ Takes Halifax By Storm; Halifax Not Impressed.





So May 4th weekend marked the culmination of many things. Flat Fifth was playing in Halifax, The weather was crap, climbing was sketch here, and Dottie had the weekend off. Sure as shooting I was going.
Blasting down after work and eliminating my small margin of error by missing the Truro turnoff, I arrived at Stayners Warf with only minutes to spare. Fortunately I scored a choice seat, which I defended from all comers. The band played through most of their repitoire, launching with the seminal instrumental "Alfalfa Honey". Aside from this band's general toe-tapping-piano-kick-assitude, the subtle yet highly engageing base and fiddle stole the show, finessed by the gnarled hands of George "I thought she had it" Barkhouse and the confident stylings of Eilidh Campbell respectively.
I must admit that Eilidh is perhaps the thing that pushes this band over the top for me. Skilled, worldly musician aside, She has to be one of the most beautiful artists I've ever seen. Oh, and she's Scottish. That's me down for the count.
Other tunes of note were the resplendent Beatles cover, and Jeff Coates' "Zig Zaggin", which was as always a crowd pleaser. Look forward to good things from this band, and if you get the chance, go check em out.
The rest of the weekend was not to be left out. After the Hali Market (amazing), Attempts were made to find Sorrow's End, which ended in crushing defeat, as the guidebook was useless. Yoga was substituted, which ended only in crushing. (Im a little hooked though).
The day was capped by sushi, hilarious Anti-hero philandering and a horrible movie.
Sunday saw some sweet Steve-o-Reno's for Egg-o-Renos (a Halifax must). And a successful day into The Eagle's nest for climbing. NS is a hole for climbing by the way.
Hugs ended the day, and I was off home to plot my climbing for the next weekend. Other worthy mentions include Courtney Smith, who added even more comic relief, and is truely just one of those people who light up your day. An eyebrow is worth 10,000 words.