I went to my first urban crag last weekend: Quincy Quarries. It’s a filled-in old quarry with mostly top-rope climbs, covered in graffiti, and just a minute or two’s walk from the road. You can even take the T there.
- Ropes can get staticky! My fingers were getting shocked consistently as I fed rope while belaying. Weird stuff.
- I got to re-learn rappelling. The more I practice, the less scared I hope to be.
- Aww yeah, the familiar site of blood smears on the rock..
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