By Dirty Gri Gri, or is it GiGi? From: Vegas Oct 4, 2006
| A funny story about the South Fork: My best scrambling buddy Nancy, and I scrambled to the top of S. Fork once(long day!!), and both came down with torn seats on our jeans. We had a big flap hanging down from our backside from sliding on our butts on very scary sections of steeper rock that was covered with ice on our way down. Nancy was lucky she had a jacket to tie around her waist, but all I had was a sweatshirt I was wearing. I scared a couple of tourists on our way out. EmBARE-ASS-ing! G |