The proper reply would be that conditions suck. Not worth the drive. Chunks of ice, flowing water, frigid rock. Ewww, icky. Or thats what you would have thought this past Sunday. It was as deserted as I have ever seen it. The (seriously now) rain, followed by sleet, some snow, then little blips of sun, lather rinse repeat, might have had something to do with the wide open spaces, but hey climbs got done. Long as you stick to something facey (where ya gonna find somethin like that at the Gunks?). This coming weekend will most likely have the usual bloom of locals and quasi-locals (such as myself) crawling all over the ultra-classics. (I'll be the one with the pink carnation and the brown dog.)
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(not that there's anything wrong with that...sorta)