There are a whole lot of things that have surprised me during my nearly four years as a climber, and a whole long list of things that I swore I’d never do and have now done. When I first started climbing in the gym, I couldn’t imagine going outside; at one point I swore I’d never highball boulder, multipitch climb, climb on gear, do long approaches, or go twelve days without a shower… all of which, I’ve now done. There are a few climbing disciplines that haven’t made it from “won’t do” to “done,” and ice climbing is one of them.
My ice climbing friends are turning the screws, so to speak, for me to come to Ourey this year, and to sample the fine Colorado ice. We’ll see. It’s tempting. I like the idea of getting outside even during the dead of winter. Ice might be good for my rock “lead head,” since if I can get myself to trust the ice, rock is going to feel bomber after that. On the other hand, I’m not exactly stoked about having to acquire additional gear… and really, I’m not terribly good in the cold (although I realized the other day that now that my nutrition is better I don’t seem to get as cold as I used to). That’s why I’m glad to have stumbled across Jenn Fields’ blog post today, appropriately entitled “Ice Climbing Is Stupid.”
Her post is hysterical… I laughed out loud while reading it. I’d quote the best parts but you might as well just go read her post. Enjoy…
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