I used to live in Cleveland. I used to not climb. Since those two things have changed, now I am climbing in Cleveland. Honestly now people, Cleveland has no good climbing. Stay away. Far away. The rock is just bullet-hard, water worn Pottsville sandstone. There are scenic vistas offering oodles of riverbed blocs nestled amidst heaps of debris left by the Cuyahoga. I decided to travel back to Northeast Ohio for a few weeks to escape the sweltering southern heat and visit some old friends and family. Cleveland Rock Gym was my first taste of climbing a few years back, and I have since been back twice since I moved to Georgia. The place is in Euclid, just east of Cleveland, tucked in an industrial warehouse near a switching yard. The dim environment houses old industrial winches, pulleys, chains, and gears which dangle overhead reminding you of a once prosperous era. This site has had a unique second chance to be brought back to life via plywood walls, some assorted bolt-on attachments, and a pad or two. Back to bones... I love it here. It is a nice setback to the roots of indoor climbing, and a break from the crowded Amusement park style gyms around ATL. I mean, who's got plywood boulder top-outs? Anyone?? Didn't think so. While at the gym, I met two nice guys who told me a little more about some areas I had read about on Jamie Emerson's B3 bouldering blog. I had the chance to run out to Brecksville, an area just outside of Cleveland, for a long day of bouldering, and was accompanied by Max Carlino. Max had been to this spot a few times, but remarked at how dry the conditions felt for the time of year. Things were shaping up to be a nice day with a steady breeze, and the sun shining through intermittent clouds. After a small hike and tour of the area, we jumped on some warmups. First on our hit list was the notorious "Fight or Flight," given a confirmed grade of V6/9. This problem is a tricky sloper traverse with very intensive footwork, requiring core stability on poor slopey edges. I made it to the crux on my first go, then had to take like 5 more to get back to it again. After much struggling and ab stretching, I was able to piece it together for the send. Max and I shot some nice video, but ended up killing the camera! Climbing at Brecksville is illegal (wtf?), so the video is private... After Max figured out his beta he was getting really close, but ended up walking away happy with his progress ready to try new things. We embarked on a bit of a hike towards a super classic problem called "An Eighth of Crack," but got sidetracked on a nice looking arete called something about Cubscouts? The opening moves were so long, and i could barely span the reach to the holds with my -1 APE index. I flailed like a little kid trying to wrap his arms around a 450 pound grandmother. Wallowing in the sandy landing, I began to question my capabilities as a human and wondered if I should just jump in the rapid river current and let the crushing water drag me over the boulders it has swallowed. I mean, I sent Bumboy V13+ at Horsepens in a day, but this was by far the hardest V5/19 I have seen. Max sent in style, then led me away from the beast holding me back all the meanwhile like a maniacal frat boy looking for a moment to buck and charge his opponent. I chilled, then saw a possible line starting left of Cubscouts going direct into some cool slopers. The line looked way harder than it actually was, but climbed beautifully. So I added a random V3 in the process. Go try it. After a scramble across river, we arrived at a striking cliff band of sweeping sandstone. A pre-historic mastery of brushstrokes painted by ages of horizontal river flow. We came to a small roof, housing a split crack down the middle starting on a perfectly smooth headwall which climbed out to a swingy jug move and crazy heel hook. The problem, dubbed "An Eighth of Crack," was put up years ago, and is one of the more sought after lines in the area. Given a grade of V8, I was skeptical at how difficult it would be, because it looked so simple. I have been stumped in the past, but this problem was truly unique. The rock seeps. I'll go ahead and say it. However, it is in such a uniform manner, that the entire problem has a feeling of glassiness and instability unique to the tension moves. The problem took me for a ride for about an hour, and I even had to blow the top-out a few times before finally piecing it all together. Max had never tried it before, but was able to stick every move. While trying 8th of Crack, I kept glancing over at a short face just right of the classic line. It featured a natural scooped blank face, starting on the lip of a low roof about 3 or 4 feet off the deck. Faint weaknesses could be found in the horizontal ripple of water-worn stone. Starting on two slimpers with a high right foot, you instantly feel strung out. A few moves lead out to a faint knee-cap sized sloper pinch with the left, and a very small and sharp crimp with the right. From this position, you lock the hell out of the left hand pinch, and bust up to a horizontal breadloaf sloper which gains you the top. This lock-off move also took me about an hour to link, and I ended up shredding my left knee in the process by flagging hard under the small roof feature. I sent the problem for its FA, and called it "Wounded Knee." I am totally unsure on the grade for others, but it felt like a hard V7/8 to me. It could potentially be easier for tall folks, but there are some bunchy heel hook moves, so idk... On our hike out, Max called his buddy Lee Robinson, who was/is an early pioneer of development at Brecksville, and put up many of the harder lines in the area. We asked him about the new line, confirming that it was an FA, and also asked about a line on Jamie Emerson's blog Lee had put up called "The Gem." After some directions, we trekked up river to one of the most beautiful pieces of stone I have ever seen. Having heard rumors of it being around V10, I was reluctant to even put my shoes on. Max and I figured we would just get an idea, and try it at a later date, but this magic rune had us possessed! After we both strained on the opening moves, we were about to give up. Somehow, we both managed to work out this crazy sketchy high foot beta, which if it were to slip, would rocket you into a pile of debris in the river. The beta put us on a good-ish left hand crimp, and a faint right hand sloper. Having a view of a tiny razor crimp, and then 16 inches away, the lip, we both kicked on the afterburners. I first tried just matching the left hand crimp, and tossing up to the crimp near the lip, but Max bucked up and fired straight up for the lip off the right hand sloper. Eureka! Max looked at me with a blank stare similar to a deer caught in headlights. The shitty glassy right foot all his weight had just popped off had rocketed him up over a troublesome bulge, and put him within firing range of the jug at the lip. This method made the problem go from impossible, to DONE by the end of our day. Some people told us this line is V6 or so, and the real line goes out left, however the true left line has not been done. I believe the V6/10 dispute lies in the method of beta. I do not know the First Ascentionist, nor was I there when he sent the line, but I see the same line. I guess if one wanted to tape some holds "off," to make a V10 they could do that, but either way i'm going back to work the project which travels the lip full value. At some point... Im headed back to Atlanta. Word.
Tick list for the day:
"Fight or Flight" V6/9
Random Cubscout Thing V3?
"An Eighth of Crack" V8
"Wounded Knee" V7/8 FA
"The Gem" V6
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
CRACK ATTACK
So the last few weeks have been all about makin' money. Since school let out, I've been working to get some funding for a few road trips this summer. I had the chance to get outside this week and make use of some mid-60-degree temps out at Mt. Yonah. This past Monday, Josh Edwards and myself decided to go out and try some projects, as well as continue the ongoing effort of tidying the place up before the topo release. One mutual project of ours, which we had both been working for months, was a line put up by Zack Pitts a few years back. It is a somewhat mysterious climb, as we had no real sound information or opinion on it from the first ascentionist. We have dubbed it Zack's Crack, having not been given a name, and it has been an interesting journey discovering the sheer difficulty/frustration of the problem. I found myself up at Yonah again on Thursday, and despite the humid 75 degree temps, I was able to send the problem for its 2nd ascent! I believe this to be one of the harder problems I've done, and it is a solid step above many V10's I have tried/sent. Mt. Yonah needs to start seeing some more ascents, and I can't wait to see the reaction of the elite climbing community to these epic granite blocs. Enjoy this video, and stay tuned for more!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Well it's been some months now since I last posted a tale from the vault. I've been savoring the cooler weather, and making every bright day count. The Riverside has seen some of its best projects go down, with many more V11-V12 lines begging to be sent. Since the cold season is coming to an end, I've been making regular trips to Blood Mountain. This place has some of the best gneiss roofs I have seen, with rock quality very similar to Hound Ears (for those of you who have been). The hiking here is nasty, so if you hate approaches, look elsewhere!
The past two weekends, I was at Sandrock. So many people disregard this area because of spraypaint, trash, and rednecks wandering around hurting themselves, but let me tell you Sandrock deserves better than it gets. I have seen and climbed on some of the best sandstone boulders here, rivaling anything one would find at Horsepens 40, or Rocktown.
Last weekend, I was planning on hitting Blood on Friday, but it ended up raining. Alabama was the only dry state, and I had plans to meet up with Kelly Dalton on Saturday anyway to check out some boulders. I decided that it would be a good idea to go ahead and drive to Sandrock. When I got there, I threw on my pad, and was about to go off exploring when all of a sudden, a pickup truck races into the lot and pulls up beside me. It was Kelly, arriving early just like myself. He raced back to his campsite to get his pad, and I was immediately off on a quest to some of the coolest sandstone I have ever seen in the south...
We hiked down the mountain, stopping to show each other lines that we knew, with Kelly having a memory bank full of problems from a lost era. When we decended further down the mountain to a new area I had never been to, we stopped for some warmups. While warming up, Kelly told me about this classic line from back in the day called "Jack the Ripper," which he remembered as about a V8. He explained that it had a dyno in it (I hate dynos) but I figured I should try my luck on the testpiece anyway. Before finding Jack the Ripper, we detoured to this crazy 45 roof called the "Future Wall." This was one of the coolest roofs I have ever seen, with some amazing sweeping iron features, pockets, crimps, slopey rails, cracks, you name it. One particulary cool feature was a hold made out of a petrified tree branch. The crimp actually had the texture of wood bark! Probably the most intriguing thing about this wall, was that 6 out of the 8 or so odd lines were projects. Looking at the lines, they are all do-able. One can see all the pieces, yet they still remain projects after seeing some of the area's greatest from an era. After Kelly and I tried our luck on one project, to no avail, we stormed off once again to go attack "Jack the Ripper." Upon arriving to the bloc, Kelly exclaimed, "Aww man! This big undercling has completely broken off!" One of the opening cruxes used to revolve around a big cross from this pinch undercling (which was now broken to nothing) to a sidepull edge. After a few more moves to two huge right facing sidepulls, you must get a swing generated and then dyno about 6 or 7 feet sideways out right to a massive flake jug. I felt so apprehensive and pessimistic about how i would do this thing, with the dyno AND broken hold, but why not try? I pulled on, made a long reach to a small crimp right of the broken hold, then jacked a high foot and made the cross. Phew! A few more crimpy, but solid moves led me to the double side-pulls. Feeling juiced and unsure of my jumping abilities, I started swinging. One.... Two.... Three! I launched, sailed, and slapped the lip of the jug. I continued sailing past it, and landed hard on the pad. Well, at least I had thwarted the broken hold! I decided to just try the dyno, and see if it would ever go on its own. I hoisted up to the sidepulls, started swinging like a child (with different pasted feet this time) and flew right to the jug, sticking it solid with minimal swinging. I felt so surprised that I was able to stick the move, considering the fact that it was a low percentage dynamic move. I rested for a few minutes while Kelly had a few goes on the bottom section, then I pulled on feeling really nervous about ripping skin on that dyno... Once again, I rocked through the big cross move, made it to the sidepulls, and started swinging, all the meanwhile staring down the big shark-fin jug. When the moment felt right, I inhaled, took my last upswing, then launched to the jug, just barely sticking it with my fingertips and holding a wild swing this time. I got to the top feeling psyched yet pumped, and encountered a dirty sloped water groove. Somehow I pulled through the sandy/mossy holds and manteled my way to the top. I couldn't believe that I had done it. As for the grade, I believe it feels similar to some other established V8's I have done recently. I would compare it's difficulty, personally, to both The Tao, and the Helicopter Traverse at Rocktown. Both climbs can feel anywhere from V7-9 depending on heighth, wingspan, and hold type preference of the climber attempting.
After being taken on Kelly's tour, I asked if he wanted to see a few newer boulders myself and Ryan Harris had found a few years back. We entered the backside valley, and began descending into a long clustering of some really cool roofs. We checked out a few projects, then threw the pads down at some Horsepensey/Fontainebleauy slabs. Kelly immediately began eyeing this blank mossy section of the slab wall which had not been done. He remarked, "look at this start foot! This'll go!" After climbing at Boatrock for the better half of his life, Kelly is a slabmaster, able to generate tremendous leverage off of absolutely horrid feet. There seemed to only be slight weaknesses for hands, and Kelly worked out the entire problem, declaring the beta was mostly footwork. He finished cleaning the line, and was getting very close to the top just as the sun was setting. We decided that we should come back to these boulders on Saturday when Sean Reed and his gal, Melissa, arrived. Saturday was already stoked up to be an interesting day, as people were celebrating Johnny Arms' 60th birthday. For those of you who do not know Johnny Arms, he is the king of Sandrock, having bolted most of the lines there, and is still crushing hard 5.12's at age 60.
The next morning, Kelly and I raced down to the parking lot to see the hillarity as Johnny arrived to a cake, birthday wishes, and a commemorative "60th anniversary" pamphlet. After shooting the breeze for a few minutes, Kelly told me we would be trying out some new routes Johnny had bolted to warm up. After warming up with a pump on a really cool and juggy mid-range 5.10, I watched Johnny attempt "Plastic Trees," a hard 5.11 he had bolted ages ago. The route starts with a hard boulder problem, then cruises an easy 5.10 to the anchors. After watching Johnny finesse his way up the thin crimp line, I decided to try and flash the route. Upon pulling on, I realized the beta Johnny was using was a result of more years dedicated to technique and footwork than I have been on this planet. Being the wiry punchy boulderer I am, I quickly realized I had to move quick, or I would juice out very quickly on the small crimpy boulder. I heaved, deadpointed, made a horribly precarious clip on greasy crimps, then made one last desperate throw for the jug which would begin the easy sailing. I caught the jug with three fingertips, and managed not to grease off (no chalking stances+sun=death). I had made it through the crux, but there was still 3/4 of the route to go. The finishinng jug haul was very easy, yet pumpy as crap after the hard beginning. I managed to pull off the flash, and realized how much energy I could save if I begin to study slab footwork, and levitation...
The next route we (Kelly, Sean, Melissa, and myself) went to go try was a route Kelly had put up a few years ago called "Crimps Ahoy." It is a mid-range 5.12, with a slight slab featuring delicate, stretchy moves and a lot of very delicate crimping. The crux, ending the slab and beginning a jug haul, involves either a very long wingspan, or a pasted foot dyno off of a very small crimp/pinch, both methods are done by Sean and Kelly, respectively. After trying both methods, and watching both Kelly and Sean send it, I began getting into a rhythm of trying both methods, to no avail... Although this route is rather short and bouldery, it is in fact one of the first routes that has really grabbed my attention and made me want to return to it. We packed up, and raced over to the classic "Misty" so Sean could crank out a quick onsite. Some guy's draws were randomly hanging on the route.... with no one around... so Sean decided to hike the route quick on the already wired route. Weird.
Anyway, we all ended the day with a crazy sesh on the backside boulders. Kelly, Sean and myself all took our places on this one gnarly roof. We each instantly gravitated to a line, and began a funny little obsessive march on our projects. We all cleaned, configured, and tried with no success, each of our routes. Only after much more brushing and trying, did we all end up switching and trying each others' problems. I had been watching Kelly try his problem; this crazy slopey/pinchy watergroove which started from a high reach up to some okay crimps. After gaining the start holds, you had to jack a high left heel on a tiny edge, to generate a high throw up into the groove. The problem reminded us both of "Bradiation V9" at Horsepens 40. I love heel hooking, and it was the perfect application/opportunity to try out the heel on a new shoe I'm trying, The Diamonds from Rock Pillars. I was able to send the project first try, and dubbed it "Dalteration," for Kelly's good eye on the line, and its similarity to "Bradiation." Next on the roulette was my project. I was getting devastatingly close to the finishing iron jug, but kept falling apart on the lower moves which involved a hard right hand gaston, and some high feet which put your knees in your face. Kelly and Sean both attempted the line, and had different methods than I. We all sort of gave up on that one, in order to save some energy for Sean's beauty! Starting high on a sloped pinch/edge, Seans project traversed out the lip of the roof, finishing with a high cross and a throw to an iron jug. I had looked at this line years ago, and could fathom all the pieces of the stand start, with a very hard lower start under the roof. Kelly took a go on the problem, and I watched his beta carefully on a successful burn all the way to the last move to the jug. I then pulled on, feeling pumped from the other lines, and somehow managed to sketch my way to the top of this one for another flash FA. Due to the past years' politics at Sandrock, and the current events that are contributing to its demise, I named this problem "Season of Change." Ryan's biannual Spring Sandrock trip is next on the radar, and I hope I can get the crew on these lines, as well as finish establishing a few more cool lines in the area.
Check Vimeo for the latest vids.
The past two weekends, I was at Sandrock. So many people disregard this area because of spraypaint, trash, and rednecks wandering around hurting themselves, but let me tell you Sandrock deserves better than it gets. I have seen and climbed on some of the best sandstone boulders here, rivaling anything one would find at Horsepens 40, or Rocktown.
Last weekend, I was planning on hitting Blood on Friday, but it ended up raining. Alabama was the only dry state, and I had plans to meet up with Kelly Dalton on Saturday anyway to check out some boulders. I decided that it would be a good idea to go ahead and drive to Sandrock. When I got there, I threw on my pad, and was about to go off exploring when all of a sudden, a pickup truck races into the lot and pulls up beside me. It was Kelly, arriving early just like myself. He raced back to his campsite to get his pad, and I was immediately off on a quest to some of the coolest sandstone I have ever seen in the south...
We hiked down the mountain, stopping to show each other lines that we knew, with Kelly having a memory bank full of problems from a lost era. When we decended further down the mountain to a new area I had never been to, we stopped for some warmups. While warming up, Kelly told me about this classic line from back in the day called "Jack the Ripper," which he remembered as about a V8. He explained that it had a dyno in it (I hate dynos) but I figured I should try my luck on the testpiece anyway. Before finding Jack the Ripper, we detoured to this crazy 45 roof called the "Future Wall." This was one of the coolest roofs I have ever seen, with some amazing sweeping iron features, pockets, crimps, slopey rails, cracks, you name it. One particulary cool feature was a hold made out of a petrified tree branch. The crimp actually had the texture of wood bark! Probably the most intriguing thing about this wall, was that 6 out of the 8 or so odd lines were projects. Looking at the lines, they are all do-able. One can see all the pieces, yet they still remain projects after seeing some of the area's greatest from an era. After Kelly and I tried our luck on one project, to no avail, we stormed off once again to go attack "Jack the Ripper." Upon arriving to the bloc, Kelly exclaimed, "Aww man! This big undercling has completely broken off!" One of the opening cruxes used to revolve around a big cross from this pinch undercling (which was now broken to nothing) to a sidepull edge. After a few more moves to two huge right facing sidepulls, you must get a swing generated and then dyno about 6 or 7 feet sideways out right to a massive flake jug. I felt so apprehensive and pessimistic about how i would do this thing, with the dyno AND broken hold, but why not try? I pulled on, made a long reach to a small crimp right of the broken hold, then jacked a high foot and made the cross. Phew! A few more crimpy, but solid moves led me to the double side-pulls. Feeling juiced and unsure of my jumping abilities, I started swinging. One.... Two.... Three! I launched, sailed, and slapped the lip of the jug. I continued sailing past it, and landed hard on the pad. Well, at least I had thwarted the broken hold! I decided to just try the dyno, and see if it would ever go on its own. I hoisted up to the sidepulls, started swinging like a child (with different pasted feet this time) and flew right to the jug, sticking it solid with minimal swinging. I felt so surprised that I was able to stick the move, considering the fact that it was a low percentage dynamic move. I rested for a few minutes while Kelly had a few goes on the bottom section, then I pulled on feeling really nervous about ripping skin on that dyno... Once again, I rocked through the big cross move, made it to the sidepulls, and started swinging, all the meanwhile staring down the big shark-fin jug. When the moment felt right, I inhaled, took my last upswing, then launched to the jug, just barely sticking it with my fingertips and holding a wild swing this time. I got to the top feeling psyched yet pumped, and encountered a dirty sloped water groove. Somehow I pulled through the sandy/mossy holds and manteled my way to the top. I couldn't believe that I had done it. As for the grade, I believe it feels similar to some other established V8's I have done recently. I would compare it's difficulty, personally, to both The Tao, and the Helicopter Traverse at Rocktown. Both climbs can feel anywhere from V7-9 depending on heighth, wingspan, and hold type preference of the climber attempting.
After being taken on Kelly's tour, I asked if he wanted to see a few newer boulders myself and Ryan Harris had found a few years back. We entered the backside valley, and began descending into a long clustering of some really cool roofs. We checked out a few projects, then threw the pads down at some Horsepensey/Fontainebleauy slabs. Kelly immediately began eyeing this blank mossy section of the slab wall which had not been done. He remarked, "look at this start foot! This'll go!" After climbing at Boatrock for the better half of his life, Kelly is a slabmaster, able to generate tremendous leverage off of absolutely horrid feet. There seemed to only be slight weaknesses for hands, and Kelly worked out the entire problem, declaring the beta was mostly footwork. He finished cleaning the line, and was getting very close to the top just as the sun was setting. We decided that we should come back to these boulders on Saturday when Sean Reed and his gal, Melissa, arrived. Saturday was already stoked up to be an interesting day, as people were celebrating Johnny Arms' 60th birthday. For those of you who do not know Johnny Arms, he is the king of Sandrock, having bolted most of the lines there, and is still crushing hard 5.12's at age 60.
The next morning, Kelly and I raced down to the parking lot to see the hillarity as Johnny arrived to a cake, birthday wishes, and a commemorative "60th anniversary" pamphlet. After shooting the breeze for a few minutes, Kelly told me we would be trying out some new routes Johnny had bolted to warm up. After warming up with a pump on a really cool and juggy mid-range 5.10, I watched Johnny attempt "Plastic Trees," a hard 5.11 he had bolted ages ago. The route starts with a hard boulder problem, then cruises an easy 5.10 to the anchors. After watching Johnny finesse his way up the thin crimp line, I decided to try and flash the route. Upon pulling on, I realized the beta Johnny was using was a result of more years dedicated to technique and footwork than I have been on this planet. Being the wiry punchy boulderer I am, I quickly realized I had to move quick, or I would juice out very quickly on the small crimpy boulder. I heaved, deadpointed, made a horribly precarious clip on greasy crimps, then made one last desperate throw for the jug which would begin the easy sailing. I caught the jug with three fingertips, and managed not to grease off (no chalking stances+sun=death). I had made it through the crux, but there was still 3/4 of the route to go. The finishinng jug haul was very easy, yet pumpy as crap after the hard beginning. I managed to pull off the flash, and realized how much energy I could save if I begin to study slab footwork, and levitation...
The next route we (Kelly, Sean, Melissa, and myself) went to go try was a route Kelly had put up a few years ago called "Crimps Ahoy." It is a mid-range 5.12, with a slight slab featuring delicate, stretchy moves and a lot of very delicate crimping. The crux, ending the slab and beginning a jug haul, involves either a very long wingspan, or a pasted foot dyno off of a very small crimp/pinch, both methods are done by Sean and Kelly, respectively. After trying both methods, and watching both Kelly and Sean send it, I began getting into a rhythm of trying both methods, to no avail... Although this route is rather short and bouldery, it is in fact one of the first routes that has really grabbed my attention and made me want to return to it. We packed up, and raced over to the classic "Misty" so Sean could crank out a quick onsite. Some guy's draws were randomly hanging on the route.... with no one around... so Sean decided to hike the route quick on the already wired route. Weird.
Anyway, we all ended the day with a crazy sesh on the backside boulders. Kelly, Sean and myself all took our places on this one gnarly roof. We each instantly gravitated to a line, and began a funny little obsessive march on our projects. We all cleaned, configured, and tried with no success, each of our routes. Only after much more brushing and trying, did we all end up switching and trying each others' problems. I had been watching Kelly try his problem; this crazy slopey/pinchy watergroove which started from a high reach up to some okay crimps. After gaining the start holds, you had to jack a high left heel on a tiny edge, to generate a high throw up into the groove. The problem reminded us both of "Bradiation V9" at Horsepens 40. I love heel hooking, and it was the perfect application/opportunity to try out the heel on a new shoe I'm trying, The Diamonds from Rock Pillars. I was able to send the project first try, and dubbed it "Dalteration," for Kelly's good eye on the line, and its similarity to "Bradiation." Next on the roulette was my project. I was getting devastatingly close to the finishing iron jug, but kept falling apart on the lower moves which involved a hard right hand gaston, and some high feet which put your knees in your face. Kelly and Sean both attempted the line, and had different methods than I. We all sort of gave up on that one, in order to save some energy for Sean's beauty! Starting high on a sloped pinch/edge, Seans project traversed out the lip of the roof, finishing with a high cross and a throw to an iron jug. I had looked at this line years ago, and could fathom all the pieces of the stand start, with a very hard lower start under the roof. Kelly took a go on the problem, and I watched his beta carefully on a successful burn all the way to the last move to the jug. I then pulled on, feeling pumped from the other lines, and somehow managed to sketch my way to the top of this one for another flash FA. Due to the past years' politics at Sandrock, and the current events that are contributing to its demise, I named this problem "Season of Change." Ryan's biannual Spring Sandrock trip is next on the radar, and I hope I can get the crew on these lines, as well as finish establishing a few more cool lines in the area.
Check Vimeo for the latest vids.
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