Since we had Jeremy's crash pad with us, and I wanted to climb something harder
than 5.9 today, I decided to revisit this old friend. I bouldered through the
crux once, to refresh my memory. Then I decided to rope up and lead it. Sharon
belayed. On my first attempt I fell on the crashpad, but then I got through the
crux and held on to the finish. By the time I did, it was almost completely
dark. That, or maybe just my lack of endurance, made the upper part seem much
harder than I had remembered. I set an anchor at the top and rapped down to
clean the route myself.