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Updated 2/11/01 |
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I recently read, and was captivated by Lee Soares' story, titled "In the
Ring with Heavyweights". It got me to thinking, and trying to assess how
I would rate myself in accordance with the climbing media's onslaught of
spray about big names and bigger numbers. On any given day you can read the
following: "climber [whoever] has finished a problem at [wherever] which
he believes may be V [whatever]." There's so much hype all around right now
that it can be difficult at times not to get caught up in it. Especially
when a local (you know who) is at the forefront of the media frenzy.
So how do we gauge ourselves in light of such lofty grades and people? To
be honest I'm not entirely sure. But I have come up with a method and result
that you may find useful for yourself. I will use an anonymous climber as
an example and let you, the reader, decide for yourself. |
He has been climbing for around 11 years. In that time he's done traditional,
sport, aid, bouldering, and ice climbing. He bouldered when "V" referred
only to the type of neck a shirt had. He has done problems at some of the
most beautiful and amazing climbing areas in the world: Hueco Tanks, Joshua
Tree, Yosemite, and Fontainebleau, to name just a few. He has at times been
a homeless transient, living out of his truck or crashing at friends' homes
to facilitate his never-ending need to climb. At other times he has suffered
through being a "weekend warrior" when necessary, only getting out on the
rock on an exception basis. It took him a year to do one of his hardest problems
to date, and if asked about it he will respond only that it was "the most
satisfying and enriching experience of my life". He has had affairs with
boulder problems that have lasted longer than those with women, and oftentimes
with better results. |
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Through climbing he has experienced what he feels is the full spectrum of
human existence. From the depths of emptiness during a long convalescence
after breaking his body in the pursuit of something seemingly just out of
his reach, to the unbridled adulation at having taken another step toward
expanding his pre-existing notion of his own physiological limitations. It's
a quest for a place that lies deep within him, somewhere between perception
and reality. And while it may never ultimately be reached, he has so thoroughly
enjoyed the journey that the destination has become immaterial. |
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More importantly, his desire and enthusiasm are infectious. His friends enjoy
climbing with him simply because he is so much fun to go climbing with. If
you are ever wandering through Lincoln Woods and hear non-stop laughter,
it's a safe bet that he's not far away. And whenever you're out there pushing
yourself and he's around, then he's right behind you shouting encouragement
and right below you with an attentive spot. Doubtless there are many who
are far better climbers, but there may be no one else having as much fun
out there.
But wait, there seems to be something missing here. Where are the numbers?
Climbers are empirical people. We require statistical facts in order to form
our opinions, right? But what if we try qualifying, instead of quantifying?
Then who would be the best climbers? More importantly, how would our friend
here rank? |
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Perhaps he is an enigmatic hero who climbs the hardest routes around with
little or no fanfare to preserve the special relationship he maintains with
the rock, like a close personal friend. Or maybe he is just a bottom feeder
who avoids exposure due to a fear of judgment or condemnation from his peers.
Truth be told, it's irrelevant. That is, until you share the experience with
him. But how? Who is this guy? If you would like to try and guess his weight
then drop him a line at
dysappear@mediaone.net. He'll
get in the ring with anyone: will you? |
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