OK, I'll admit it, I was a skeptic about D-elvis's idea of shirtless ice climbing, but I tried it today.
It was noon at Asbestos Park, with most of the lines reaching the ground taken. It was 21 degrees out, so I figured, why not. and I doffed my shirt and started soloing something. Amid stares of disbelief (OK, it was revulsion) I soloed up and down for a while, and the next time I looked around, everyone had left. I got dressed again, and we enjoyed our pick of climbs.
