I was definitely getting higher on every attempt but the highest I was able to get from the ground was two moves past the wet hold that marked the start of the last crux. I’m pretty confident I could've done the route, with a week or two longer, without rain, but I needed to hurry home to prepare for my next trip, and it looked like the rain was going to start back up again. No matter, I will be back soon enough to send the rig, hopefully. It was a fun trip despite my lack of success. 

The rest of the crew sent lots of boulders, especially Mark who did his first V10, Worm World Cave (low), which he sent in the sun after he split his tip on it, our last day there. After that is was psyche overload from Mark and we couldn’t get him to shut up, even for half an hour in the car. It's okay, we were talking about food, wadayagonnado? Ben and I also hiked up to the top of the Chief for the breathtaking view, and around back to catch a glimpse of the most badass looking crack in the world. I did however have to drive about 16 of the 19 hours back home, though, which was terribly exhausting. I would also like to thank Sean's mom for the most amazing dinner I have ever eaten.