I guess you could say I'm kinda like the Britney Spears of KOTR (minus the money, looks, and eye-liner) as Oops! I did it again (I know that is so cheesey that I almost didn't dare share that gem with you...but then again it's me so you can't expect too much in the tact or elagance department).
Yes we did it again. New Milleniium ridge...this time two by two (kinda like Noah and his Ark...except I was climbing with Brandon and I assure you we are not of opposite gender though maybe of different species). Will was sharing a rope with Mae-lin as well, so we were 4 in all...and the only 4 climbers at Daedunsan all day I believe! What's with that? We only froze occaisionally when the wind blew and caught us exposed...but not too oft.
Yep, we did it again and got benighted descending the treacherous walkoff (this is no joke I promise) in the dark. 2 headlamps twixt 4 climbers on grade 4 scrabbles and steep leaf strewn "trails" that caused many a bottom to come into violent contact with mother earth.
But getting home a few hours past dark, Chef Brandon of Osan whipped up a feast of his own devising. Chicago-style pizza a la Brandon...including a wicked as homemade dough and a hidden vegetarian half (sorry to Will who had to chance the odd bit of pepperoni). Bellissimo! Great feed! Beers followed beers and even though I'd somehow broken the screen on our digital camera...all was well.
All hopes of getting an early start and hitting up Maisan or O2 or even Daejeon wall were abandoned as 1st risings occured only about 10am. Coffee and banana shakes gave way to an impromptu "knots class" in the living room where the heated floor glued us. Alpine butterfly, Munter Hitch, Clove Hitch, Bachman Prussik, Prussik, Autoblock and double figure 8 on a bight all shown and practiced.
Chinese take away and bad ghost story TV (and then he was struck by lightening!) filled in the rest of the day. Ahhhh.
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