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So this happened when I went climbing over the weekend.
>Be Friday
>At sandrock, AL
>Set up camp and decide to hit the sun wall for some moderate top ropes.
>Just finished a 10c.
> Be watching someone else in our group do the same route.
>Hear that ominous jingle.
>This group of 4 dudes and 2 chicks comes up and starts scanning the wall for the trad route.
>Our guy climbing the wall gets back down and were watching them do their thing.
>One guy is about 12 feet up and has his first anchor in.
>Guy in question is also swinging around his massive gear cock.
>Has 4 complete racks of trad gear hanging on his harness.
>Cams, bits, blocks, the works.
>Must have been like 30 fucking pounds of gear.
>Gear cock is attempting to set up his second anchor about 6 feet above his first.
>see his arms start to shake.
>Look at chick belaying him, looking off into space in the opposite direction.
>This niggas about to die.
>Guy yells hes falling as he falls and the cam makes a cracking noise.
>Iamabouttowatchamandie.png
>Somehow, the chick catches him and the anchor holds up him and his ass ton of gear.
>Hear him say to the people standing under him
>"Yeah I was up there and I had it but I just got too flash pumped. Ya know?"
>We all look at each other
>wat?
>Dude reaches into his chalk bag and pulls out a hand full of spaghetti and smears it onto his hands for the second attempt.
>Move our top ropes and continue climbing away from them.
>Use that phrase for the remainder of the trip.
>Still don't know what it means.
Anyone have any similer stories they would like to share of any /out/door related spaghetti/cringe experiences they have had or witnessed?
pic related, what this dude's belt looked like.
