After nearly losing a member of our team on the ridge to N. Baldy yesterday, we were forced to turn back. I wasn't sold... yet. I had to fucking get out there. So this morning, I rolled out of bed around 10 am and went the bird with The Gnarwhale and a non-mag Chris. Conditions were nicer today, excellent light was provided. A little consolidation over night tempted us all day to open it up, but the gnar lurked. North Baldy was nice, real nice.
Does anyone want to claim this? I could see your Ganja smoke from where was I was standing. No wonder it took you so long to get your skins off.
A good place to be.
Getting Warmer!
Go time. Chris
Jim, the Gnarwhale, lines up his tusk!
Is that a rock? No, just a delectable apron of savory goodness.
CANT.....NOT....GET RAD!!!
Mountain is tracked, don't waste your time tomorrow. Just kidding, I'll be there.
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