That's not me in 1980? Good to see some traditions stand the test of time.

Yeah, but did he lead the crux pitches the next morning?

My hangover didn't hit me until I was halfway up king cat. Nothing like dry heaving your way up a route.

When you were in the middle of the pitch with the brutal hangover.... I hope you gave em' the old "I'll hurl on you from the crux and still fire this rig!!" I know you did....