Oh, those were the days. One of the early neo-classic farmed routes. Upstream a bit from the lower falls. This began near the nadir of the ice in a fun, shallow corner that grew fatter with mo water. Up to a tree for an optional belay. Up an iced corner to a slab finish. 160 feet. Walk off right.
Buy some new goretex! You were wearing those ugly armor-like bibs when I was climbing with you 15 years ago! Hey, at least you guys out west have ice. The weather here in the Northeast has been so warm and rainy that you have to fight massive crowds just to stick a crampon point into an insignificant ribbon. I drove up north to NH a couple times this winter and it was so sad that I just turned around and went back home. In fact the only ice I've actually fondled has been in my scotch glass!
Castle Rock/Lower Falls Ice
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