Originally, the plan was to meet a friend of mine, Tyler, who is suppose to be driving up from Alabama and staying at the Red for two months. I still don't know what happened, but he wasn't anywhere at the Red and I couldn't reach him by phone so I was stuck at Miguel's with no rope and no climbing partner. I felt like a total climbing mooch. So, after sulking in my own misery for a few hours I ran into Jeff Silcox, a good friend of a good friend who I had met last year in Bishop, and climbed with him, Andy Burgoon and a plethora of Czechs. You just can't beat how open and social the climbing community is.
Although everything didn't go as planned it did end up being another amazing trip to the Red. I had an epic fight with a project of mine, Ro Champo, and finally sent on the last day. Short, steep and big moves between big holds, definitely a classic. This ended my trip perfectly and gave me some adrenaline to drive home with.
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