Smuggler's Notch Ice, 1-2 March 2003
Aimless
Aimless
| Rapping the unnamed lower route we mostly did to start the day. Taking care not to further break the curtain already showing signs of stress, by, say, kicking the crap out of delicate, mostly freestanding shards of ice supporting, to some extent, The Whole Shootin' Match. As before. That one time. And we still feel bad about it. In case you wondered. | |
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