It is getting cold. Climbing bums think about getting their lives in order, Miguel's closes, the leaves fall and toads and snakes scurry and slither to sleep in hopes that the icy hand of death allows them to abide for the sunny days. I tend to climb year round, but admittedly climbing in some of this nasty ass weather is beyond the pail. I throw the seasonal heat and cold in with the grade and pit myself against these elements which together aspire to prevent the send.
It is amazing when you make a good day out of it after you start out struggling on a warm up a few grades below your potential. You were thinking about giving up and you were wondering how the hell you were going to do on something harder without the obvious advantage of fingertips. The fingertip miraculously recover to the backdrop of strident, victorious classical music.
I have seen some pretty disparate desperate methods to deal with the cold. People are jogging back and forth, people (Michele!) climb with warm rocks in their chalk bags, hand warmers, hot chicken soup etc. Anybody have anything sure fire to combat the cold?


