Monday, July 6, 2009
Los Angeles Finger Doctors
backpack and pa'rriba. That is what we decided to do when we arrived on Friday 
night, which rise and fall every day. We would provide training and would save weight on the rise.
night, which rise and fall every day. We would provide training and would save weight on the rise. With the homework done we walk through the Punta Maria Luisa, there would leave the bags and excess luggage to head each rope to predetermined target. Although, of course, would be useless because the overbooking that Galayos experiment on the weekend was spectacular. The regulars to the area did not remember anything like that. Solution: change of plans to seek new ways, is what you want to make the best known.
Chema, James and George ended up in the "Rivas-Acuña" to Punta Maria Luisa and then bind the ridge to Torreon. Several cordate preceded them, which led us to some of us to change course. It was not plan to wait until noon to begin climbing. Mar Borja and went to the mythical "Sur to Torreón. Needless to say, also ticket had to take to upload. So I (Sole) and Harvey in a second attempt to want to go somewhere improvise (well, actually it was Javi) a route about 5 meters to the left of the South to the Tower to the ridge, and then link up at the last long to "share" top with Borja and Sea, if you can call it sharing, as just 2 square feet that could have made it a bit complicated.
Koka Juanma and opted for a longer route that would lead them to the top of the black needle. Needless to say again that the ticket was essential trackside.
So we were all enjoying distributed Galayos views from the top. Juanjo's not forget that the hand of the national alpine team was prowling around a track to another without being able to stop.
Down to "base camp" to eat, eat in quantity and on that morning played more.
And the next day, they played more of the same, pa'rriba by these mushrooms that have no end. This time the routes chosen were less crowded. We walk our shadows on the Great Galayo, Little Galayo and some more. A day less intense than the last because he plays back home, and also a tag on the front came dropping drops of water would force us to leave the rocky enclosure. Good thing was not so and finally the sun came out right away.
This was our last adventure. The next time, this weekend Hoyamoros. More and better.
Down to "base camp" to eat, eat in quantity and on that morning played more. And the next day, they played more of the same, pa'rriba by these mushrooms that have no end. This time the routes chosen were less crowded. We walk our shadows on the Great Galayo, Little Galayo and some more. A day less intense than the last because he plays back home, and also a tag on the front came dropping drops of water would force us to leave the rocky enclosure. Good thing was not so and finally the sun came out right away.
This was our last adventure. The next time, this weekend Hoyamoros. More and better.
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