\u2026and I don\u2019t mean skirting around the bottom of West, enjoying the easy-to-get-to ground level classics. A West Mountain Day is a big day. A day where there is hard manual labor, skill and sometimes bravery required to get oneself to the climb of the day, so much in fact that it can become difficult to discern the effort spent climbing from the effort spent on the approach\/descent, as one is just as demanding as the other. On days like this it\u2019s best not to do the math. Never mind that you may have just spent more time hauling heavy pads up and over and through and under boulders than you did actually climbing boulders. Never mind that the full-body work over of soreness and exhaustion might not be from the climbing, but the getting to and from the climbs. Never mind that that wide leap over the gaping pit of death with a heavy pad and flip flops may have scared the shit out of you worse than today\u2019s highball. It\u2019s best to never mind all that. Because the mission is the climbing, and all the rest just minor details that never make the evening\u2019s recap of the most amazing climbing day ever.<\/p>\n\n\n
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