The next day it rained so we chilled out. I was fully acclimatized to chilling out and reading at that point from being in B.C. but Bayard had to get up and move around. He went to check out this cliff that we had scoped the previous year. We found out that cliff was closed to climbing, from Pee Wee, because of a mushroom, LAME!
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The next two days yielded more bad weather. So we ended up cragging down by the water, which is all ways a treat. Bayard onsighted an amazing 12a finger/tight hand crack. We knew the weather was not going to get better and again were afraid of tipping in rough seas. So we bailed.
A month later after a beer or two, we discussed the prospects of going back. Having spot another line that could lead to better rock, we got psyched. Who knows if that was the beer talking but well see what the next year brings.