Well, could have gone better. I went with Pepper for the first time. First off we couldn't find the trail head leading to it, wasting about 20 minutes wandering around a dry creek. Not cool. Eventually we Got some help from some nice climbers... while rappeling or something on the other side of the canyon. So we got the approach down and got ready. Pepper led and set the anchor, then I sucked. There are many reasons I have come up with that I didn't climb very well. I had never been with him before outside the gym. I wasn't sure how well he set the anchor. Mainly my head wasn't in the game. Lots on my mind (girl). Lame, huh... Oh well. Point is, I got about 20 feet off the deck and wussed out.
I lead 5.6! Or is it 5.7? The guidebook says 5.6 and rockclimbing.com says 5.6, however when I reached the anchor there was a brass tag on it that says it is 5.7. Whatever. Anyways, this was my first lead climb. I went with spence during the first saturday session of General Conference. I know, I'm a sinner. Anyways, The climb I was going to do was being climbed so we did this one. Spence went first, and after he lowerered we just pulled the rope through the draws and I was good to go. Then Steph showed up. She started getting on his case about a bunch of stuff that isn't important. Point is, she was distracting my belay on my first lead. But we got everything under controll, and I went up. I did a few hang dogs at some bolts which I;m not to proud of, but I didn't fall so maybe the hang dogs were worth it. This may have been one of the freakyest things I have ever done though. I was frantic right before I clipped a bolt and after I had a split second of relief knowing I was clipped in, I looked up at the next bolt, 12 feet away. Seemed so far, but it didn't take too long to get to, once I worked up enough balls to leave the bolt. I probabley could have red pointed, but didn't have the mental game worked out. I'm gonna meditate before I lead next. As it turns out, it was a good thing steph showed up. She got my digital camera out of my pack and snapped a few shots of me on my first lead.
P.S. The tyrolian on the approach to salt slips rocks my world.