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September 5th, 2002 - City of Rocks, Idaho - Herding Flies

Andy:  Wendy loves to share, and she happily shared her germs with me.  Now I'm the sick one.  It doesn't seem to be getting me as bad as it did Wendy, so my fingers are crossed.  But I'm definitely not operating with a full set of cards today....

Great climbing today - Wendy led a phenomenal, overhanging, jug-fest 5.8 called "So Much Fun ***".  I was convinced she wasn't going to pull off the reachy start move, but she cranked her way through it and proved me wrong while also impressing some local Idaho teenagers.  "Dude, your wife's a trooper."   After an epic rappel (stuck rope), we were on our way to do 2 pitch "Rain Dance 5.7 **" when it started to rain!  When the storm cleared, it was back on Rain Dance and then two 5.10 top ropes on a steep, edgy wall.

Shower disaster.  It sprung a leak during Wendy's shower.  There were some tense moments as I screamed "shut off the water pump, shut off the water pump" and Wendy ran into the van with a head full of shampoo...the shower fitting squirted water into our happy home.  Duct tape to the rescue.

Fly genocide is going well.  Nearly hundred  flies caught in our sticky tape.  And I've figured out how to herd them to their deaths.

Wendy:  Fly genocide is no joke.  They're everywhere!  We bought this cool sticky tape at the store, hung it up, and had a bizarre evening watching them fly straight into it, get stuck, try their hardest to flap their wings, occasionally take off without their legs but more often then not flap to their deaths.  We couldn't decide if it was entertaining or disgusting.  Emergency of the day came when I bent over to get my shoes out from the front of the van, only to scream bloody murder when the deathly fly tape got stuck in my hair.  Andy came running out of nowhere, only to crack up and watch me scream another minute or two before assisting me in unsticking my hair, and getting the dead flies out.  I think it was at that moment that the fly genocide turned disgusting for sure.

We ate dinner on top of a rock, watching the sunset and reveling in the fact that we are totally alone out here.  So amazingly pretty! 

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