Rock trip will never be the same again..
From Ron to Jon- "i'm pumped. take take!"..
Sound like daily crag happenings?
Not really- Half a plate of beef fried rice was pushed to Jon when this came out.
And with this, the trip was bet to be never the same again for any other rock trip.
With erratic weather ranging from 18 degrees on good days to 5 degrees on bad days, Yangshuo proves to be a harsh place with even harsher grades. The unprepared, whether mentally and physically, are taught a life lesson never to underestimate and look down on the spirits residing in the rocks itself as they will be so ready to push the eject button to have you feel like you are rejected by the girl/guy of your dreams to fall all the way down in the gully of your life.
Gully of my life i fell and slowly i crawl out of it. Time and time again in Project 8a (2009) and Project 8a+ (2010) this happens and yet one hungers for more.. Climbing and rock trips, that are bound to whip your ass, are like drugs that we cant refuse. Cuts and scars inflicts while hypothermia ensues but nothing stops us.
Nothing stopped two crazy souls from rafting their way back, through a waterfall, from the crag to Yangshuo city.
Nothing stopped another two crazy souls to give their final attempts on 8a+ on a insanely cold morning. (so close they were to sending it..)
And definitely nothing stopped another another two souls from crawling out of the sick bed, having laid in it for 2 days straight and puking and shitting their guts out, to go out to the crag so they can get onto some rocks and feel much better even as their bodies obviously aren't.
Unlike any other rock trip, Yangshuo see the most interesting happenings. With two lost cats hor lan in the hills of ulu yangshuo and very luckily to come out in a gigantic semi circle if not be lost in the wild in the worse case scenario; people almost fatally injured after having slipped and slides downhill to be fatally injured if having fell the the 2m drop after that and continue rolling down the hill, only to be saved by the school rope threw out to the person; runaways drinking a couple of alcoholic beverages, half a dozen of tequila shots, a couple of beer and not still not drank while refusing to go back; people ramming the acceleration on a electric bike from rest to force a china crook out of the way to escape from him people and to be caught up by the same bugger bringing in his harley davidson looking bike; Ron sending 5x 7b/7b+ in a day; and lastly a wild hairy monster being made to be nanny and needing spot everyone coz most others only wait for the climber to land into their arms.
And unlike any other rock trip, Yangshuo time and time again have me question why i climb. Like how January is named after the roman god, Janus, who have two heads facing different directions, one looking into the past and one facing the future, each Yansghuo trip have me look into my past climbing life (not very long for that matter) and have me ask myself why i'm climbing and how am i going to go on forward into the uncertain future with it.
What like other trip though, is the humji-ness that is omnipresent, the climbing talk and climbing analogy of everything in life, and the climbing philosophies manifesting itself in every words, actions and moves the person makes.
Rock trips can be so harsh and yet so rewarding at times, but after this two Yangshuo trips, rock trip will never be the same again at least for this post author.
Perhaps it really is time goes by and your relationship with climbing might turn from flirtatious one to serious and looking for forever marriage. And from engagement to an unhappy divorce/ breakup. People comes, people goes; so does passion comes and go. All we can hope for is an everlasting relationship like how every naive girl out there hope they can forever be together with their prince charming.(Snatching from mellie this line of thought)
Rock trips will never be the same again..
yingbin
Sound like daily crag happenings?
Not really- Half a plate of beef fried rice was pushed to Jon when this came out.
And with this, the trip was bet to be never the same again for any other rock trip.
With erratic weather ranging from 18 degrees on good days to 5 degrees on bad days, Yangshuo proves to be a harsh place with even harsher grades. The unprepared, whether mentally and physically, are taught a life lesson never to underestimate and look down on the spirits residing in the rocks itself as they will be so ready to push the eject button to have you feel like you are rejected by the girl/guy of your dreams to fall all the way down in the gully of your life.
Gully of my life i fell and slowly i crawl out of it. Time and time again in Project 8a (2009) and Project 8a+ (2010) this happens and yet one hungers for more.. Climbing and rock trips, that are bound to whip your ass, are like drugs that we cant refuse. Cuts and scars inflicts while hypothermia ensues but nothing stops us.
Nothing stopped two crazy souls from rafting their way back, through a waterfall, from the crag to Yangshuo city.
Nothing stopped another two crazy souls to give their final attempts on 8a+ on a insanely cold morning. (so close they were to sending it..)
And definitely nothing stopped another another two souls from crawling out of the sick bed, having laid in it for 2 days straight and puking and shitting their guts out, to go out to the crag so they can get onto some rocks and feel much better even as their bodies obviously aren't.
Unlike any other rock trip, Yangshuo see the most interesting happenings. With two lost cats hor lan in the hills of ulu yangshuo and very luckily to come out in a gigantic semi circle if not be lost in the wild in the worse case scenario; people almost fatally injured after having slipped and slides downhill to be fatally injured if having fell the the 2m drop after that and continue rolling down the hill, only to be saved by the school rope threw out to the person; runaways drinking a couple of alcoholic beverages, half a dozen of tequila shots, a couple of beer and not still not drank while refusing to go back; people ramming the acceleration on a electric bike from rest to force a china crook out of the way to escape from him people and to be caught up by the same bugger bringing in his harley davidson looking bike; Ron sending 5x 7b/7b+ in a day; and lastly a wild hairy monster being made to be nanny and needing spot everyone coz most others only wait for the climber to land into their arms.
And unlike any other rock trip, Yangshuo time and time again have me question why i climb. Like how January is named after the roman god, Janus, who have two heads facing different directions, one looking into the past and one facing the future, each Yansghuo trip have me look into my past climbing life (not very long for that matter) and have me ask myself why i'm climbing and how am i going to go on forward into the uncertain future with it.
What like other trip though, is the humji-ness that is omnipresent, the climbing talk and climbing analogy of everything in life, and the climbing philosophies manifesting itself in every words, actions and moves the person makes.
Rock trips can be so harsh and yet so rewarding at times, but after this two Yangshuo trips, rock trip will never be the same again at least for this post author.
Perhaps it really is time goes by and your relationship with climbing might turn from flirtatious one to serious and looking for forever marriage. And from engagement to an unhappy divorce/ breakup. People comes, people goes; so does passion comes and go. All we can hope for is an everlasting relationship like how every naive girl out there hope they can forever be together with their prince charming.(Snatching from mellie this line of thought)
Rock trips will never be the same again..
yingbin
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