Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I Hate You With A Passion...

I hate you with a passion is the name of an album from one of my favorite bay (yay) area rappers, Andre Nickatina.  And that's exactly how I feel about Pawtuckaway State Park.  I'm 0 for 4 now for that swamp.  Today I thought was going to be my day for redemption.  The temps were a manageable 65 deg., and the rocks were dry.  I thought I was in, but I didn't take into account the black flies that were out with the savageness.  I couldn't focus on packing up my things with out going crazy let alone try to focus on climbing.  I never understood what people were saying about the black flies.  How could they be any worse than the flies in Ct.  Well now I totally understand.  

The place is fuked....


3 comments:

Greg said...

Phill. It sounds like you need a bee keepers suit with a head net. Damn.

sock hands said...

when i started climbing we set off on a 175 yard flat approach to the cliff at st. catherines, ontario [my most "local" crag at the time]. never made it. black flies dive bombing our heads so much it felt like someone was dropping handfuls of gravel on us from the trees. one swipe at my own head killed three flies. no joke. uuggghh. screw that shit. we bailed to the niagara glen for my first bouldering session ever. things happen for a reason?

Phillip Schaal said...

Yeah sometimes the reasons don't surface until much later. oh well..

At least I know that place is out of the question unless I'm in full bee keepers gear...