We had to put our beloved dog, Jenny, down today, and I needed to get out of the house - so I headed up to Necedah to meet Nate and drown my sorrows with a few goes on Whiskey. It was a nice evening, maybe a little warmer than ideal for climbing, but great temps for just being outside. At the end, while cleaning the anchors, I was treated to the beautiful sunset below.
The second go was on TR and felt solid. I two-hung the route, but felt like I was making progress...I found some new foot beta that makes the moves going to the Gaston in the crux less physical...a blessing.
The third go was another TR go, and felt great, I two-hung the route, but only because I fell on the last move. Here too, I found some better beta that involves a high right foot, sort of a back-stepped, drop-kneed kind of thing.
All told it was a great night out, and the perfect remedy for my first sunset without Jenny in the world.