Toxicity of a Flaccid Climbing Culture

Problem with climbing today is that the way to get super-strong is through the gym, not dirt-bagging. 

Surfing is going through the same thing now, wave pools are taking over the technical side of the sport

Jay Crewwrote:

Problem with climbing today is that the way to get super-strong is through the gym, not dirt-bagging. 

Surfing is going through the same thing now, wave pools are taking over the technical side of the sport

Woodies were always the way to get strong, this has been a thing since the 80s theres nothing new. 

Counter culture these days is generally pretty horrible shit, everything is so inclusive and acceptable the only way to do counter culture will pretty much ruin your life while being a cunt about it. It should be seen as good that there's no great need for a big counter culture movement. 

that guy named sebwrote:

Counter culture these days is generally pretty horrible shit, everything is so inclusive and acceptable the only way to do counter culture will pretty much ruin your life while being a cunt about it. It should be seen as good that there's no great need for a big counter culture movement. 

Hmm, didn't think of that perspective.  I guess it depends on what you mean by counterculture - the 60's anti-capitalist, anti-racist, pro-environment kind?  That's semi-mainstream now, though only on one side of the split-in-two mainstream(s) I guess.

Nathan Sullivanwrote:

Hmm, didn't think of that perspective.  I guess it depends on what you mean by counterculture - the 60's anti-capitalist, anti-racist, pro-environment kind?  That's semi-mainstream now, though only on one side of the split-in-two mainstream(s) I guess.

Yeah but one is basically just a bunch of old biggots clinging to power and life, it will be a different story in 30 years. 

If I could have gotten into climbing earlier, I sure would have. And all you "salty, old dogs" remember, it aint my fault I was born late!!!

The problem is the lack of sandbagging. They are all walking hard with their fluffy tick list. Encourage more sandbagging and leave them with a flaccid ego. You didn't climb a 5.11 because nothing exists beyond 5.9+.

never climb flaccid. how else are you going to get the dick jam??

LOL some crucial buzz words kinda flew over some peoples heads here. Loving the armchair keyboard troll raters

James Riverawrote:

how else are you going to get the dick jam??

We talking OW, or fingers here?

Lee Chandlerwrote:

We talking OW, or fingers here?

Tips for sure!

Gumby boy kingwrote:

Climbing could use some more punk rock

Punk Rock sucks.

James Riverawrote:

Tips for sure!

Oh phew, I was having trouble visualizing a stack...

Flaccid crotch-bars are toxic to upward progress, duh. 

I blame the gym culture.

Make Rock Climbing Great Again!

Old lady Hwrote:

Says dude who humps boulders.

Best, Salty female dog who climbs ice aka OLH

EDIT to add, neener neener flaccid one

This is a kind of cringey take. 

Also Gumby Boy is from SoCal I doubt he even knows what ice is.

Spider Savagewrote:

I blame the gym culture.

Make Rock Climbing Great Again!

In 2017, a young man who climbed in the gym for six years before touching real rock free soloed El Cap.

Some kid named Brad also started climbing thanks to "gym culture".

What's your excuse?

You had to be able to fix your Volkswagen alongside the road. If you couldn't manage that you didn't get to go climbing. I even carried a spare motor, partly disassembled, where the back seat should have been for the longer trips. I'll never forget getting pulled over by a State Trooper. When I opened the window he was momentarily engulfed in a cloud of marijuana smoke, but when he saw that spare motor in the back he just rolled  his eyes and walked away.

Mechanical skills were essential if you wanted to get where you were going. Today everyone's driving Subie's and stuff. A car that doesn't break down once in a while makes you soft.

Kristian Solemwrote:

Mechanical skills were essential if you wanted to get where you were going. Today everyone's driving Subie's and stuff. A car that doesn't break down once in a while makes you soft.

I owned a vintage late-60s era Ford F100. I knew the old school drum brake liners were due for replacement but I kept putting it off. Headed out for a 4th of July weekend and east side hookup to do some climbing with a pal. Coming over the crest of the Sierra and down into Minden NV my front brakes went metal-to-metal. Fak. Holiday weekend and even in Carson City there was no one who would do a brake job. I didn't look all that hard because it was a Sunday to boot.

Stopped in an auto parts store and bought the brake liners. I had the tools in the truck box. Some paper towels and bearing grease and I was good to go. I drove up a dirt road into the Pine Nut Range and then on up an old mining track to a nice dead end at a spring. Proceeded to do a brake-job-in-the-desert. Not that bad really I just had to take care not to get sand and gravel inside the wheel assembly. Took  like 3 hours and I was back on the road.

I wrecked that old truck like a year later, totaled it. Sad faced, last Ford truck I owned too. I don't really enjoy working on cars all that much though, its more of a necessary chore than it is a hobby. I'm grateful I have the skills, learned from my father, from time working for a mechanic and OJT and necessity. For years and years I really couldn't afford to pay for a mechanic and did all manner of repairs and enhancements. But these days I am glad to pay someone else to do that kind of work. Yes I've got soft.

Cherokee Nuneswrote:

Yes I've got soft.

Me too. A Tacoma will do that to you   

Kristian Solemwrote:

Today everyone's driving Subie's and stuff. A car that doesn't break down once in a while makes you soft.

Subies cant break down? Good to know! Mine must be a knockoff...