Avg: 3.8 from 8 votes
|Type:||Sport, 100 ft (30 m)|
|FA:||Boris Girardin, Claude & Yves Remy, 2006|
|Page Views:||1,491 total · 13/month|
|Shared By:||Top Rope Hero on Oct 22, 2011|
|Admins:||Luke Bertelsen, Jason Halladay|
Shake off that zombie jet lag, forget the fact that you out-stink the goat poo, and put on your cape: It's time to fly, people.
Launch up magnificent, mammoth cuts until you take the exit for crimptown. Look up and stretch/leap/teleport to that perfect plunging horse cock of a tufa, 37 miles above you. Never mind that the tip is wet. Grab it. Love it. Mount it. Clip. Then spend the next 20 meters pawing overhung jugs so big, so perfect that Pamela Anderson had them bronzed as inspiration for her next augmentation.
When you clip the anchors, squealing with joy, remember the hoard of lazy sport wankers at Arhi who sour graped the idea of trudging up to Galatiani because there just wasn't anything "good" up here. You and your noodle arms now know better.