Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
-They Might Be Giants |
I had later told Brian that I hadn't slept much the night before (just plain old insomnia, not nerves), and the thought of having to rap the route in retreat had occurred to me in my sleepless state, and I had thought that I'd really prefer not to have to deal with the going back down the way we'd come up. And then, very quickly, it occurred to me that if we just climbed the route, we wouldn't have to. We could just walk off. Which is what we did. And I was very pleased with that turn of events.
Dignan: Success! Full success! Okay, we're heading back to Bob's, and we're going to hit the road and go on the lam. Go! Go! Go! |