On Saturday Tompa, John, Peter and myself went to check out some boulders I had found in the fall. While there are worthy things to climb the driving snow, wet top-outs and freezing temps limited climbing to a couple moves on an arete. I put my shoes on for maybe 10 seconds before taking them off and pulling on my poopy pants. Damn Swedish Weather. We'll have to go back when more climbing is permitted.
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You want some cheese with that whine?
how about a whaaaamburger and french-cries
what is the matter with you swedes? i hope you had plenty of moonshine!
was gonna complain about the whining but others had accomplished it...
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