Damn Yankee

Last night, Brittani and I went to Suck Creek so i could try "Damn Yankee" before the rains fell. Unfortunately, we weren't in the weather's good graces.

The weather just would not stay on our side. By 5:30, the clouds were rolling in and it was all but pitch black. Brittani got out the lantern and the headlamps, but they weren't a lot of help.

I got about 4 tries before the holds were too wet to stay on the rock.

On my last attempt, my fingers ripped off the wall and hitting the crashpad, i slipped on the wet fabric and came very close to needing medical attention. I was fortunate in that respect. No send...yet.

Oh well, another day, another time. I'm not stressing it. i've noticed that my brain is my biggest weakness when i climb. i've got to find a way to look past that and learn to just flow with it. Soon...