3 Yosemite speed records in 3 days
After a magical summer flying wing suits in Europe it was nice to land in Yosemite Valley for autumn. Although with temperatures still soaring in the 90’s during the last week of September, it didn’t exactly feel like fall.
The summertime temps made crimpers feel like buttered toast, and small granite footholds seemed like marbles polished with bacon grease, so it was time once again to forget about trying hard free projects and focus instead on the speed climbing game.
Rolling into Yosemite with a high level of psyche I parked myself in front of El Cap and got even more motivated. My arms felt weak for climbing but after a solid month in the Alps of one way uphill hikes, the legs and lungs felt ready to go.