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altelis
Feb 13, 2009, 11:30 PM
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I HATE partners that bail due to hangovers. ESP if we've had plans for a while. YOU KNEW YOU HAD COMMITTED. boot an rally. drink some coffee. SUCK IT UP.
but i agree. it royally pisses me off to have a partner bail due to a hangover. the only thing worst is when i woke up an hour early because i knew i would be hung over and needed extra time to caffeine and greasy-egg it up.
my favorite date climb? well, that would be pentapitch. not because of the climb but because of the big ledge before the final two pitches, and the "fun activities" that was had. we watched the sun set over the mountains, decided we knew the decent, rap, and hike out well enough to do it in the "dark" thanks to the full moon. it was our "favorite" climb, the one where i broke my gf's "multipitch cherry". she loved that climb too.....so we decided to take advantage of the situation....
she's my fiance now...
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A-Bowl
Feb 13, 2009, 11:51 PM
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Wow.... heres a fun one.
Was living in Yosemite and an ex-girlfriend moved out from Arkansas to join me. She didn't quite like the title "Ex" but was dealing with it. I at the moment was living in Never Never Land and there were too many beautiful girls to be tied down. She hadn't been climbing in a while and I invited her to go hit Nutcracker, classic 6 pitch 5.8. I take off and link the first 3 pitches by doing a direct line (quite a ropestretcher with a 70 m). The direct upped the grade a bit which at the time wasn't going through my mind. To add to this i was too far out to see or communicate with her. I just anchor and start pulling her up after a good many minutes of her not knowing whether she's on belay. She for some reason can't even make it up the first part, a thin 5.9 leaning crack.... i had known her to climb 5.10s many times in the past. It takes me again as long to realize this and start to lower her back down. I can tell she is finally off by the limp rope and so now I have to go about a hairy three pitch rap with pendulums to retrieve all of my gear from the leaning 230' crack. Fun. Then I get down to her crying. We aren't together so I dont give her a hard time about it and just pack up. On the short car ride back down the valley she breaks down and tells me shes sorry and just sexually frustrated... like that explains the poor climbing performance... not having sex. Well i tell her i can fix it right away and she smiles... i hit the brakes and we book it down the bank of the river and make love on a sandbar in broad day-light under El Capitan and in the middle of the Merced. Very fun and romantic until a family of Tourists walks up on us... with her in the middle of love screams but in the air. It didn't fix our relationship but was a good memory for both of us. Damn I miss the Valley.
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petsfed
Feb 14, 2009, 1:38 AM
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angry wrote: Those are just off the top of my head, there's others, but I'll just leave them. Maybe edl will post up about the time he got stranded at Vedauwoo.
Because of a woman, or because of a flat tire? Because I was there for the flat tire.
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ladyscarlett
Feb 14, 2009, 1:45 AM
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Question to all who have done the 'date' climb...
ever do a 'friend' climb BEFORE the 'date' climb?
I mean it sounds like in situations where it all went to hell because she couldn't meet your expectations at a hot girl climber, or she couldn't meet hers, maybe a 'friend' climb could have prevented it?
Perhaps I'm just naive
remind me not to go on 'date' climbs with all you guys who can't deal with under the breath whimpers over cruxes - a personal version of swearing and groaning like all you guys do...
ls
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angry
Feb 14, 2009, 2:02 AM
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ladyscarlett wrote: Question to all who have done the 'date' climb... ever do a 'friend' climb BEFORE the 'date' climb? I mean it sounds like in situations where it all went to hell because she couldn't meet your expectations at a hot girl climber, or she couldn't meet hers, maybe a 'friend' climb could have prevented it? Perhaps I'm just naive remind me not to go on 'date' climbs with all you guys who can't deal with under the breath whimpers over cruxes - a personal version of swearing and groaning like all you guys do... ls
I think you're reading what you want to. Not one of these stories has an "under the breath" whimper.
Half these situations that went to hell are because she portrayed herself to be something more than she was. One of those situations that went to hell ended in fornication in the Merced.
You're trying too hard to look at it from a "the guy ruined it" perspective.
Seriously, happiness is a choice, it's not our fault that can't enjoy a little failure with your success.
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wonderwoman
Feb 14, 2009, 2:08 AM
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angry wrote: Half these situations that went to hell are because she portrayed herself to be something more than she was. One of those situations that went to hell ended in fornication in the Merced.
Ahh... If only all of these types of climbing portrayals (male and female) ended in epic sex stories instead of just epics! 
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petsfed
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ladyscarlett wrote: Question to all who have done the 'date' climb... ever do a 'friend' climb BEFORE the 'date' climb? I mean it sounds like in situations where it all went to hell because she couldn't meet your expectations at a hot girl climber, or she couldn't meet hers, maybe a 'friend' climb could have prevented it? Perhaps I'm just naive remind me not to go on 'date' climbs with all you guys who can't deal with under the breath whimpers over cruxes - a personal version of swearing and groaning like all you guys do... ls
I don't typically date people before I climb with them. I've done so twice. Once, with a girl who was already motivated to climb (she ended up climbing with me a ton after we split, and still climbs to this day) and once with a girl who clearly went to the gym to be closer to me (more on that one later). She and I eventually had a fight after which she never climbed again. No skin off my back there. Otherwise, there's always been a friends-first sort of arrangement that eventually went elsewhere.
So, for the long story. First, this is mostly not related to climbing. Mostly. It shows up from time to time, but is hardly central.
Second, some background: beginning in February of 2005 and continuing well into 2006 and a little into 2007, I dated this girl, lets call her "A". Now, A and I were nothing alike, she was very feminine, delicate, needy, and a real homebody without any real hobbies. She was also very attractive. She had no real interest in climbing, although I did meet her after a climbing competition. The relationship went on a long time longer than it probably should've owing mostly to the fact that she put out, early and often. It took me until about mid 2006 to sort my dick out from my brain, and another 8 or 9 months to finally walk away. This girl was not good for me at all. Clinical depressive, way co-dependent, daddy issues, the works. She didn't need a boyfriend, she needed a therapist. She, incidentally, started getting therapy after she and I split.
When she and I finally split, she immediately sought out other company, including this guy who was apparently just like her. I thought he was a tool (having met him while she and I were still dating) but that might've been my spidey sense tingling. I, meanwhile, did my best to avoid A and women in general. A, because I tended to let my brain get pushed into the passenger seat, and women because I'd actually stopped climbing for a while due to this girl. I actually had an agreement of non-communication with A, which was nice.
So fall of 2007 rolls around, and the new arrivals show up. Including the freshman. I'm 23 at this point, just for perspective. My roommates and I had taken to setting up a slackline on campus, partially to meet people (that is, women) and partially because the weather was good and we didn't have enough time to go all the way up to Vedauwoo and make it worthwhile. So I met all kinds of people (including a girl I dated later, but that's another story too, also mostly unrelated to climbing). One girl I met, lets call her "G", immediately took an interest, but not necessarily a romantic one. She and I climbed together once (on a primo date climb called "Walt's Wall") and did some mountain biking. Then I asked her out, then one thing led to another, and then she's crying at the base of Lower Slot Right.
This is about where we came in right?
So that weekend, I volunteer for the Horsetooth Hang. I was supposed to link up with my brother at Rotary Park to buy his old mountain bike, but we didn't link up, so I had to go down to Denver the next day. In the middle of the night, when I'm mostly asleep, I get a text message that says "its times like these that I miss you". Now, G was out of town that night, so I just assumed that it was her, rolled over, and went back to sleep. The next morning, without even looking, I send a reply to the effect of "why's that?". Now, I was already looking for a way out with G, so damage control is kind of necessary when you get a message like that.
As I'm driving down to Denver, I get a message from A. WTF. I'm afraid to reply. But her message makes some reference to us communicating recently. Which I don't recall. So I check the logs. Sure enough, it was A, not G, that sent the message the night before. And I, like an idiot, replied. Radio silence gone. Whatever. So she and I get to talking again. Real tentative like. Nothing fancy. She'd heard through the grapevine about G, and gave me shit about dating a girl 5 years younger than me. But nothing really comes of it. I pick up the bike, and return to Laramie.
I dump G on Tuesday, a process that involved a lot of crying on her part. I feel like a prick over the whole thing, but I'm not about to stay with her just to keep her happy. I've done that before. And lets face it, G's mental state was shakier than a 3-legged caribou on Demerol. So I walked away.
Then (lord only knows why, in retrospect) I go to hangout out with A thursday night. And she tells me that her dude (the douchebag mentioned earlier) was way jealous, and wouldn't take kindly to me hanging out with her. She feels stifled, and kind of misses me. Its awkward (not the least of which because my brain is engaged in combat with my dick for control of my actions), and we part ways.
Friday at the slackline, everybody is becoming aware of G and I splitting, which is awkward, because G is still there.
Then A shows up.
In tears.
Being the softy that I am, I go over to find out why, and she relates how she just found out that her dude has been cheating on her since day one. Her world is shattered. Blah blah blah. I go all supportive, and eventually she comes and hangs out with my roommates and I, partly because its a safe place for her mentally. She crashed there that night, but she and I don't sleep together, thankfully. She gets her ship righted again, and we continue hanging out together.
So, now for the funny part.
A few weeks after that particular saga, I get to flirting with some girl and get her number, and my friend Rob asks, after the girl leaves "What will your girlfriend think of that?"
Wha?
"You know, A?"
No no no no NO. I explain to him what actually happened. His roommate, G's new boyfriend, had explained things somewhat differently. Apparently, the belief was that I had dumped G so I could get back with A, and not because I couldn't deal with G bursting into tears at the drop of a hat (or the fact that she was 18 years old, I felt like a dirty old man).
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sungam
Feb 14, 2009, 3:14 AM
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That is a great epic story, I have one kinda similar but it's shorter, not really funny in the least, and makes me out to be the total douchebag I was being.
That one, however, was pretty good.
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petsfed
Feb 14, 2009, 5:55 AM
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5 pounds of internet to the first person (other than clausti, who has heard this story) who can guess who A is married to now.
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sungam
Feb 14, 2009, 7:08 AM
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petsfed wrote: 5 pounds of internet to the first person (other than clausti, who has heard this story) who can guess who A is married to now.
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cracklover wrote: fjclimbsrocks wrote: This thread made me think of Shockley's Ceiling at the Gunks. I have heard people call it Shockley's Divorcer due to the following female getting stuck in midair underneath the ceiling. Definitely not a "first date" climb. I practically made my girlfriend sign a waiver before we climbed it. No worries though, she hiked it Shockley's is a good one, but nothing beats Bonnies Roof for total and complete Chernobyl style couples meltdowns. GO
Not even Modern Times?
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devkrev
Feb 14, 2009, 11:28 AM
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I taught my girlfriend how to climb, pretty much putting my climbing goals on hold all the while, then she dumped me. But I guess she's gonna keep climbing. So I must've done something right, or not, I dunno.
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Feb 14, 2009, 3:52 PM
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petsfed wrote: She, incidentally, started getting therapy after she and I split.
I'm not reading anything into this. At all.
And Happy Valentine's Day lovers and climbers everywhere.
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asiaclimber
Feb 14, 2009, 4:09 PM
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last girl friend first date, 9 days travel around korea climbing in 6 different crags lived out of a tent ate crazy korean food and drank soju. best date i ever had in my life. Longest date i ever had in my life. Longest date i have ever known any one to have.
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Feb 14, 2009, 4:19 PM
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sungam wrote: petsfed wrote: 5 pounds of internet to the first person (other than clausti, who has heard this story) who can guess who A is married to now. Camhead? *runz*
Five pounds of internet to Haggisdonny!
Oh wait, no, I meant five pounds of *SHOOTS TO THE FACE!*
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Today's the first day I've checked RC in ages and this is what I stumble upon???
Well, I think I have a good story. I met my husband through climbing. Actually he stalked me on RC.com for a while before I thought anything of his continous messages. In the beginning we used to travel and meet up at climbing places a lot - although I never thought of any of them as "dates" - we'd just meet up and hang out! We started a long distance relationship eventually and last year between Christmas 2007 & New Years when I was visiting him, he took me to a place that's pretty special to him (he has done a lot of bolting there). He lead me to some crazy place (I was mad at him for not thinking of my ankle which I had broken earlier that year) and on the top of the cliff he got down on one knee and proposed!! Well of course I said yes!! Our honeymoon was a 2 month climbing trip to Chaminox, Mallorca and then Kalymnos.
Worst was years earlier with a guy that I'm pretty sure THOUGHT we were on a date! We were on the side of a cliff near the water and it's all hanging belays (I was at the top and belaying him up). It had started raining across the water on the other side of the bay and we could see some
lightning but he had plenty of time to finish the climb. Well he started panicking and tried to improvise a way to get up faster but he forgot all his knots and how to use his acender - it was bad. It may have been funny except I was belaying! He wouldn't calm down and listen to me and in his panic he ended up dropping my ATC and some biners down the cliff. Had he kept climbing he would have made it off the cliff just before the rain came, but we ended up getting soaked! I didn't ever climb with him again after that!
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I never take a girl on multi- pitch climb on a first date just a little 2 much i think . single pitch super just something I have learned.
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Feb 14, 2009, 11:24 PM
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petsfed wrote: 5 pounds of internet to the first person (other than clausti, who has heard this story) who can guess who A is married to now.
G! She's married to G! Bowchickawowow!
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Best-
-Summiting Mt. Stuart after climbing the north ridge. Just before the sun set. Froze my left nut while snuggling all night. No sleeping bags makes for better alpine style (apparently).
-Also summitting North early winters spire twice on two different weekends, by two different routes.
-Outer space was pretty sweet.
-She tends to catch all my big falls, that kinda rocks.
Worst-
-Her freaking out on every traverse, ever. Scares the shit out of her, but it sure doesn't make it any easier to be a follower on a traverse.
-Also descending cathedral peak after the sun set, without headlamps.
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Feb 15, 2009, 4:09 AM
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Never got the chance to do the climber dating scene type thing. I'm married to my climbing partner, so I always have a belayer.
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fitzontherocks wrote: petsfed wrote: She, incidentally, started getting therapy after she and I split. I'm not reading anything into this. At all. And Happy Valentine's Day lovers and climbers everywhere.
I forgot to mention that I subtly and unsubtly suggested that she needed to go back on therapy (she had stopped both her medications and her visits with a therapist some months before I met her) during the final months of the relationship. She'd spent some time in an institution. I'm not being cruel, or sidestepping the notion that I caused it by celebrating the fact that she finally got therapy after I broke up with her. Her consistent decision to choose leaning on me as opposed to contacting someone qualified and prepared to offer the help she needed was the primary reason I walked away. I told her, point blanke, that I could not provide the emotional stability that she so desperately needed because it was destroying my life and my emotional stability. And she continued to lean exclusively on me. So I walked away. I feel justified.
I know your comment was in jest, but I'm dead serious. There is no doubt in my mind that a leading reason why I am STILL in college, 7 years after I started, with ZERO changes in major, is because I chose to put out fires with A, rather than focus on my studies.
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blueeyedclimber wrote: wonderwoman wrote: petsfed wrote: So, without further ado, what are your best, and worst, experiences blending your romantic life with your climbing life? Finding that special secluded place to combine climbing with other activities  .... Flashing your partner when they make it to the belay station... You know, usual stuff!  Is there really anybody out there that's luckier than me? 
Bastard.
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petsfed wrote: So, without further ado, what are your best, and worst, experiences blending your romantic life with your climbing life?
in all fairness, to actually contribute to this thread:
my worst "date" climb ever was when camhead thought that it'd be a good idea for my very first desert tower evar to be castleton. but not the normal way, no. the hardest route on the tower.
and ok, to start off with, the approach is a death march. and then, the tower about as wide as a fucking table. he led the first pitch, a charming .11+ in sort-of a corner. fine. except there is a horizontal crack that runs right at like, head-level for the belayer, and i could hear every fucking cam go in. omg-it's hollow. it sounded like half the tower was going to up and fall off.
then, since i was seconding, i had the camelbak- the only water we were carrying, having stashed the rest at the base, and reasonably concluding that it's 2 real pitches and 2 short pitches, it'd be fine. except the mouthpiece came off of the camelbak. popped right the fuck off, spraying water *everywhere* including into the crack i'm trying to climb. so i do the only thing i can do, i stick the end of the camelbak in my mouth and try and try and keep in as much water as i can, since every time i move, the pressure in the bladder changes and the water tries to come out. this is going so well.
but i didn't fall on the first pitch. nope, got up it. even the wacky traverse at the end that had no gear in it. but sitting on the belay ledge, contemplating the rising temperatures and the water crisis, looking at the *CALCITE COVERED NIGHTMARE* that was the pitch I was supposed to lead, i cried. seriously, the entire pitch was covered in at least half and inch of what amounts to mother-of-pearl in texture and appearance. it's like the side of the tower is frosted. so i lose my shit. it doesn't help that the width, or lack thereof, of the tower, on top of the fact that the base is already quite high on a ridge, is doing weird things to my perception of balance and depth.
i really really didn't want to come down, not after having hiked all the damn way up there. but i just couldn't do it. i was exhausted after no-warm-up brownypointing close to the hardest pure crack climb i'd ever been on, and there were three pitches left. and the calcite terrified me. i didn't trust the gear, the tower was hollow, and we bailed.
it was a really sucky morning.
in camhead's defense, i really wanted to climb the tower, and i told him i hated chimneys.
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