I was fortunate to spend my 30th birthday climbing the short, but sweet routes of Penitente Canyon with Codi. Joe's Valley was the original plan, but so was getting a huge crew together... The weather was excellent and I soaked in the special feeling of the area. The pictures suck, but at least they remind me of what the real thing looks like!

A great birthday sunrise in Penrose, can you make out the huge rocking chair? We wanted to get some bouldering shots on it, but came back late Saturday.

Cool huecos on the trail across from the Virgin Wall

Double-take walking past this... German cactus...

Sangre de Cristo Range

Iconic Penitente

We spotted this see-through hueco high up, across from the Virgin Wall, as we were leaving the Canyon Saturday and fortunately found it before it got completely dark.

The list:

Mr. Breeze - Codi needed to see a 5.2 in real-life
Mr. Wind – At least 3 times harder than Mr. Breeze
Captain America – Superb! Fantastic huecos with maybe some slight overhang!
Los Hermanos De La Weenie Way – Classic Classic Classic
Ordinary People – More slab fun
Children of a Lesser Grade – Less slab fun, but cool how it zig-zagged up the pods
Jewel of the Mild – Best of the three slabs on the wall

Yah-Ta-Hei – Tough route finding for me, but excellent crimps
Lovesnake – Only a few stemming moves – good one to scare Codi away from trying Not My Cross to Bear
Tanks for the Hueco – The lower section was dripping wet, but I was determined. Those holds are amazing!
Bullet the Blue Sky – Can you say worked? I nailed the dyno and stood up on the ledge, then got spanked until the good holds about 3-4 bolts above…
Candy Apple Grey– Last climb. Devious pod on the headwall sucks, but cool edges. (thought this was Glenn's Brown Sugar...)
Brown Sugar – Last last climb. Very good. Awesome pockets to finish up.
Sheer Strength– Last last last climb. I'd been eyeing this line since we first got in the Canyon since it's so striking and different than the other routes. Adrenaline, baby! What a fantastic line!

4th Semiannual General Climbing Conference, October 2009

I'm trying to encourage a tradition of having a bouldering session at Mt. Herman between the last Saturday session and the Priesthood session of General Conference (a semiannual world conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, where we watch/listen to instruction from the church leaders). This doesn't just apply to the Mormon crowd - anyone can come to the session after climbing.

This conference, it was just Codi and I - and with Codi's back hurting, we just spent some time on a sweet line I'd climbed with Glenn and wanted to get some media. Here's the rough video of the problem. See you all next April!

San Antonio September

I was able to head down to San Antonio for work last week, getting in a few limestone sessions with some good friends. Joe is the "special child" on the right...

Joe is always hard at work finding new areas and developing relationships with landowners and climbers. Now Joe is one of those landowners with a sweet bluff on his property! I spent the week straining to get out of work early enough to spend time on his established and projected lines.

I've been really obedient so far on not posting anything from the area, at Joe's wise request - but I will say that it is AMAZING and has tons of potential. I can't wait to go back

Hoagies In Heaven

After our great friend, Ryan Sayers, died in 2003 we (Jeff Russell, Dan Russell, Brian Shelton and I) put together a list of the top three climbs that Ryan was working at the time and super-close to sending. Of course, all were unclimbed, hard and beautiful - and local. Ryan definitely poured his passion to the areas we had climbed for years and still found new challenges. The list was dubbed "The Hoagie Trifecta" and it was our job to send these routes/problems in Ryan's name.

The Hoagie Trifecta - in order of FA:
- An extension to Electric Kite in Castlewood Canyon. It climbs through amazing pods in a Ceuse-esque, perfectly overhanging wall, to a tall topout. Jeff sent this pretty quickly and named it Hoagies in Heaven (2003-2004?).
- The sit start to Commando in Ute Pass. After doing Commando with Dan, a single move, awesome dyno, Ryan and I went back and moved some serious rock to expose the gorgeous lower moves. The crux was getting between some slopey crimps up to the excellent incut seam and Ryan was almost latching it. Unfortunately, this problem succumbed to David Marquess, a super-strong local, who renamed it Green Lantern (2005?).
- Free climbing The Inferno, an old aid route at the Garden of the Gods. I wasn't as psyched on this one when the rest of the guys were working it because it involved a huge, low-percentage throw and some committing moves on lead. It wasn't until some local talent started showing interest in the line that I knew I had to give it a shot before it fell to another outside of our crew. So with motivation and rope-gunning from Brian and Jerad Friedrichs, I shockingly, made it to the top for the FFA, Ryan's Inferno (2008).

Now that they've all been climbed, it is simply a matter of repeats.

Last Monday (9/7/09) was a good day for the Hoagie Trifecta. A most triumphant day. Two carloads of family and friends (Kim, Brandon, Zoey, Ryan, Codi, Papa, Shailee, Simree, Trevor, Summer & I) rolled into Castlewood to do some toproping and playing in the creek. As the day neared an end, they all followed me up the steep and overgrown trail to the Electric Kite boulder. There were cactus encounters, big falls and a few tears, but everyone made it. At the boulder, mosquitoes were wailing on anyone that didn't have the smallest diameter dipped in DEET, but I had three pads and some chick power. I had planned ahead, since the last time I worked the problem it was overgrown and dirty, and brought some gear to rap down to clean up the line. (For some reason, whenever I think about this line, I see blue streaks through the pods, but they’re white every time…) I had failed on earlier sessions to use a toe-cam when matching in the main pod - but Jeff had reminded me that they'd dispatched that old beta a long time ago, and I needed to use some of the tiny feet under the pod. Those feet suck, and I quickly realized that if it was going to happen I'd have to campus through that section. After a few shots from the start, I worked the moves after the pod and was stoked to find out that I could stick the crimp without feet - now if I could only link it...

Here's the play-by-play:
Start right hand in a perfect 2-finger pocket about chest-high and left hand in a sloped pod at head-height. Low left foot and flagged right. Pull on and go to a funky crimp/pocket pinch with the left. Now spot the large pod and throw right to it, it's big. I ended up tacking a right toe far out right on a pocket in order to match in the pod, crossed with my left hand. Tighten up and cross the feet to the left and try to get something on before going right to the crimper - campus, otherwise. Adjust that left hand to a sidepull. Feet have a better shot of staying on as you continue bumping right - first to the sloper, and then again to the lip of the monster pod. I barely had the distance, but got solid as I matched and Kim’s Dad and Codi moved the pads back. I remember thinking about how tired I was already and how much I wanted to chalk up (could I wait here long enough for someone to pass me the chalk bag?) but I pushed the doubts aside and looked at how far away the next ledge looked... Dang that's far. I started moving up the huge pod and barely remembered to get my right foot up high to keep me on - and stabbed for a spot on the next ledge nowhere near my tick marks. Fortunately, at that angle, the whole ledge felt good and I could bring my right hand up to the better spot - then get my left in the sweet spot. The rest went really fast - I'd hoped this would happen after I looked at the final holds beforehand. Right hand cross to a nice pocket, left cross above to an even better pocket, right hand out to a fragile-looking edge, bring that right foot up to the ledge and lock off. Lots of good options in the upper seam, but stretch for the best.... GOT IT! I let out a yelp and pulled up with another of the sweet sweet jugs. I knew I was good for the last few moves out right and I was on top - where Zoey was waiting with Simree across the ridge to show me her sap-sticky hands. Ryan sent some gentle sprinkles of rain in approval after I got down and I reflected on how thuggy and Ryan-like my ascent was - must have had a little help from an old friend....

So now, I've got a singular objective, Commando Sit. With Fall and Winter coming, it might be soon!?
And now Jeff's got some motivation to come back to the Springs to tie up the score...

Instant Psych

Watching Chris Sharma climb always gets me psyched to get out and squeeze some juice out of the rocks. It must be that it was the Age of Sharma when I started climbing that cemented his place in my Pantheon of Power Pullers... oh wait, it's been the Age of Sharma for like 13+ years now! That, in itself, is amazing - that he is still at the top of the game and pushing standards everywhere.

Watch this video of Chris working on a recently sent 15a, and if it doesn't make your palms sweat, then you need to sell your shoes and get on with your sad little life.

Josh Lowell w/ Big UP still puts together the best quality footage out there...

Mt. Evans Unveiled

It's Saturday morning and my alarm goes off at 4:30AM for the second week in a row...

What am I doing? Groggily, I remember that to satisfy the crucial drive/climb time ratio, Nick Murray and I need to leave at 5AM in order to get in enough climbing time to make it worth the trip, since I need to be home by 6PM.

We made excellent time to Idaho Springs and the hike went down faster than expected and we found ourselves rock hopping at Area A by 8AM.

This was my first time to Mt. Evans and I was impressed by the beauty of my surroundings - a clear mountain stream, deep green plant life, mountain goats styling it on high slabs, and of course, gorgeous blocks as far as the eye can see.

The sun still hadn't made its way to us, so the temps were nicely brisk and we warmed up on the classic Ladder problem. Then we played a bit on the lines to the right (Zorro section?) and worked a little bit harder on the far right arete than we would've liked for a warmup. Nick styled a sweet mantle for the final move off quartz sloping crimps. I resorted to an all-out-throw-to-the-lip finish just as the sun was starting to bake the slopers. Only now did we start to have visitors show up...

Then it was on to Bierstadt. One of Nick's friends gave us his beta to this problem that looks like it could have many different methods. We set to work and it seems pretty solid. The rock is much more coarse than what we were on a week ago in RMNP. It made for forgiveness on more desperate moves, but punished the skin for not being precise. I had a moment of clarity and fell going for the last hold below the lip - So close! All subsequent attempts only resulted in heartache, so we moved on. I'd love to come back and send this problem.

Nick and I headed up to the Dali Wall, passing by All Dogs Go To Evans, Silverback and other sweet lines that I'd only heard about before this trip. Above Dali, we also saw The Big Worm. Impressive.

We started to work on Dali, cursing the awkward and devious low starting moves, but eventually figuring them out and getting them smooth. I wasn't able to stick the left-handed gaston the entire time, but Nick was so close to sending. Instead of being bummed about the whole line, I did the dyno and topout, which was perfect. I "warmed down" (with way too much effort) on the lines above Dali: a cool face climb, an arete line, and a crimp-sidepulls to a ledge problem. I was beat and it was time to go.

We hiked out without issue and I even made it home on time. It's results like this that will tell my amazing wife that I can do this stuff again!

Alas, I have no media to remember the trip by... wait... I think I have a clip of Nick on Dali, but it'll have to wait to be compiled with more "close calls."


Finally, with an open weekend and it being a fee-free weekend at Rocky Mountain National Park, it was time to head up to the Park. I hadn't been up since August of 2007, which was pretty much just a scouting mission with the fam.

Codi and I left the Springs a little after 5am, hoping to get to the Bear Lake parking lot before it filled up. Fortunately, the crowds I'd anticipated hadn't shown up. We could have easily slept in a few hours...

Byron and Nick arrived shortly after us and we headed out to Emerald Lake. Everything was new for me, so I got to play on the Kind Boulder and found another cool problem nearby.

Mullet Power for Mr. Murray on the Kind Boulder

Coordinating Tojo on the Kind Boulder.

Codi getting a taste of real rock again...

Byron and Nick looked super-strong on Whispers of Wisdom. I faltered and ended up tweaking my left bicep on the first move. Special, I know...

The next objective was to check out Chaos. I've seen boulders covered in snow, but I had no idea how much snow was up there! Unreal.

The glacier we were crossing in Lower Chaos.
A picture I took of the warm-up boulder in 2007 vs. Saturday... That's like 15 feet of snow!!!

Nick pondering beta for Deep Puddle Dynamics
Next up was Deep Puddle Dynamics. The boys had some great burns on this thing while I sulked about my arm. There was an amazing cone of snow remaining at the base, which was interesting to try to place the pads around. One guy from Bulgaria did an awesome straddle on it after trying some crazy beta on DPD. If I'd been doing my job, I would've gotten it on video...
I found a problem up from DPD, short and on crimps that didn't aggravate my arm to help me remember that I did get on some sweet stuff today.
As we packed up to find any other quick hits... the clouds that had been looming all day decided to open up. What started as us hoping for a 15-minute sprinkle turned into an all-out-dash for cover in a downpour of rain, hail and lightning. Pretty intense.
Wet sucks.
All survived, and Nick and Byron were even able to dry off enough to climb again the next day. I'm stoked about heading back later-on in the season... more prepared and with the fam!
Note: I've got a few video clips, but no sends... Figured it wasn't worth putting together...

Ute Valley... still rocks

Some cool shots from the circuit this week - courtesy of Brian Jaramillo.

Paint-On Friction

In today's blog cruising, Sonnie Trotter introduced me to Five Ten's new Stealth Paint:

All I could think about as I watched the instructional videos was "There could be so many things in my life that need some sticky rubber friction!" Climbing shoes are just the beginning of the potential black-coated insanity that this product will spawn. In fact, shoes have already been done - my Con-Cept and Hooker Zips both have full rubber on the top of the foot. So what is the Stealth Paint really for? Just like the deep-fat fried foods craze, where nothing is exempt from being coated in batter and thrown in the frier (I've made a Deep Fried Twinkie or two...), I know that there are going to be some amazing, and very possibly controversial, developments with Stealth Paint! Kudos to these guys.

San Antonio Climbing

I just got back from another business trip to San Antonio, Texas - Verification Testing for JPATS TIMS v1.7.5. Despite the constant barrage of hyper-phobic messages about the Swine Flu (the school district around Randolph Air Force Base was closed the entire week because they had a reported case), and generally humid-wet weather, it was quite a fulfilling trip.

About 2 years ago, on my first assignment to go to San Antonio, I prepared by researching as much as I could for climbing opportunities. ALL of the land out there is private and most everything I looked at had caveats about climbing being closed. To my surprise, there isn't even an indoor climbing gym in the 7th largest city in the US.

In desperation, I sent out a blind, shotgun email to any person that was connected to a picture, topo or blog post about San Antonio climbing. Fortunately, Joe Sulak, a resident Human Performance Specialist and champ climber, wrote back and offered to show me around. The rest is history. Every time I've been down there we've been able to get in some climbing or Joe lets me borrow a pad or two if he can't make it out. Joe has definitely been the face of the climbing community in the area, working out deals with land owners and even looking into buying his own land to protect the local rock.

The week started wet and stormy on Monday and climbing was deemed un-possible. I planned on going to the temple Tuesday (of course the weather was clear...). I remembered from my last visit that they don't rent clothing there and so I made sure to bring my own, only to have failed to "reserve" a spot in the 8pm Endowment Session... Apparently the 4th Tuesday of the month is when all of the Spanish Wards go to the temple and they were booked. So again, I found myself doing Initiatories.

By Wednesday, I was going to climb or else... something... I met Joe, Sam (who I'd met on my last trip during some SWB (Shallow Water Bouldering) on the lower tier of Red Bluff), and Brett at the Dire Wall. The Dire Wall is a nice chunk of limestone above a fork in the river north of town. The 6+ foot roof makes up for the lack of topouts due to vegetation and chossiness. Of course the classic problem relied heavily on some pockets for the right hand - which I was worried about due to some tenderness over the last few weeks - but with tape, there weren't any issues. Joe even got some footage!

Nathaneal sending God V7 from Joe Sulak on Vimeo.

On Thursday, I met Sam, Brett and Jeb at the Cub Cave, which was honestly 10 minutes from my hotel. It's in a mini-park with constructed trails and even a big sign that says "Cub Cave" and gives some geologic data. Jeb had bolted the original routes here back in 1992 and now Joe's crew was retro-fitting the whole place. I couldn't get stoked about the routes since Sam had to take a rag to some of the holds to get the layer of slime off - but there was a cool boulder problem on the right of the cave. I was able to do all the moves, but not link it - only later finding that if I had, it could have been the FA.

Friday was my departure day. I only had the morning to climb and my friends all had work to do, so I was on my own. I decided to check out Red Bluff again and maybe do a bit of exploring... keeping in mind that "exploring" turns into "trespassing" and "I might shove my sawed off shotgun up your rear" really quick out in Texas. Hiking over to the Bluff, I realized that I had really pulled something in my back the previous session when I couldn't breathe after holding the pad out while crossing a bridge. Between that and the sprinkling rain, I had no expectations and resolved to just look around.

I crossed the river in a shallow spot and started hiking upstream. I had to keep remembering which way the water was flowing as I crossed since the wind made it look like the current was flowing the other way, and I wanted to not screw up my directions when I told Joe where I'd been. Following some ATV tracks I found a SWEET boulder resting right on top of the river bank and had to play. The sun had come out and the breeze felt perfect. Amazing pockets peppered the face, but in the end, it was a big move skipping them all that paved the way for the send. I even joked with myself that I might have stumbled upon an FA, but Joe will quickly shed the light on that.

The guys kept telling me how humid and "out of season" it was, and that I needed to come back when the climbing was good... but when I stepped off the plane in Colorado Springs and found out that it had been totally impossible to climb here due to moisture, I won't lie, it felt fantastic.

Here's some really bad media, edited even worse, but...

Colorado Springs - Personal History - Access 09

There's something special about climbing in Colorado Springs that I find myself taking for granted.
Well, if you take into account the 300+ sunny days/year, amazing proximity to a myriad of "local" climbing areas, rock type and styles... I guess there's more than just a few things that I'm grateful for.
I've been climbing long enough that WHO I climb with has changed a lot...

It all started with Ryan. We'd head down to the 8th Street Gym after school where I was inspired and awed by guys like Arin (also proving that if you were a champ climber you got CUTE girlfriends) and Dana (The Caveman), and amused by guys like Lance (crazy enthusiastic (bushwhacking to find remote ice in Cheyenne Canyon) and hilarious) and "F-ing" Scotty (I'll still never know how Ryan survived that trip to Devil's Tower). Anyone who thinks that this wasn't the best climbing gym in Colorado Springs will have a hard time backing it up. Ryan got me onto the "US Sport Climbing Club Team" where in exchange for setting routes and other labors, we didn't have to pay to climb. We weren't meant to be gym rats - Ryan and I would get smug looks on our faces when we'd arrive for a gym session and have red Garden sand caked on our shoes from the day or two before. Although Ryan would get out climbing with anyone he could, I was pretty exclusive with him for a while.

The first expansion of our core partnership was to Dan and Jeff Russell. Their enthusiasm didn't falter even after witnessing the crud Ryan and I would get psyched on - Monument Rock!?!?! Dan and I totally wasted any learning potential in Physics class by only reading our Climbing magazines... (Ryan made up for everything with Mr. Gordon by being his superstar in Physics Bowl). Jeff's fearlessness still makes me shudder. Dan used his media skills to document and represent the Colorado Springs area climbing with his website ( which was pretty much our little crew's showcase. It's still cool to talk to people who remember the site and thought it was helpful and inspiring, even.

But all good things have to end... Now that I look back, as much as I hate to admit it, I was the first one to take a step away from the crew. I found a new muse in my future wife and climbing definitely took a back seat for a little while... Other great guys filled in my slot, notably Mike Sherwood and Brian Shelton. Then Ryan took off to school in Golden, where he expanded his friendship circle and found targets for his insatiable appetites for new rock. Dan's truck accident, Ryan's fall and Jeff's move left me feeling pretty lonely in the climbing scene.

I sought out the climbing spark in Todd and Jeremy, which lead me to Jerad, Chris, Codi and Glenn. There was even a Climbing Night or two where there were actually 6+ people in attendance in my humble basement! But that also couldn't last long...

So a few months ago, I found my climbing circle in need of resurrection. Again. This time, the lead came through the Ute Valley Bouldering Competition. A friend who took pictures didn't know how to get ahold of some climbers who were there, and asked me to find them. I obtained Dave Jones' (LordScience) email and we got together for a Ute Pass session. I guess I passed the "Tool Test" and started to be introduced to the Henchmen... Byron (Tojo), Hayden, Brian, Chris, Nick... Oddly enough, Byron's been in the Springs for years and we just didn't cross paths until one frigid, wet day at the Blowouts. They might all think I'm a loser, but I love climbing with these guys. They've introduced me to new areas, new motivation and new outlooks on climbing. Here's how I know that I'm getting a taste of the old days: I'm getting asked to go climbing and having to turn them down - a stark contrast to me hounding everyone I know without a peep in response!

This is just an attempt to put down what went through my head when I saw this poster:

If I had seen it a year ago, I would have immediately disregarded it because it involved the SCC gym (just old 8th Street stereotypes here...) and didn't have a clue about those involved. Because of the scene in Colorado Springs, because of the openness and genuine awesome spirit of guys like Dave and Byron, I'm "in the loop." I've seen the problem on the poster at Newlin Creek because Byron gave us the tour. I know Hayden's been finding and sending tons of new lines. I want to support them and celebrate their successes. I even know Keith from when he was a Web Developer for HP, just dreaming about if he could give up working for the man. I take special pride in the fact that I think I'm the only climber that Keith's been around that was banal enough that he didn't even bring his camera when we went climbing at Shelf Road together. Hopefully it's just because I'm that ugly... (there are actually a few Keith shots of me at the Garden and Ute Pass, carefully hidden away in the archives...)

Anyway, I'm so grateful to still be climbing - with friends and family that make that possible.

Props to all of the organizers for Colorado Springs Access '09. It's benefiting the Access Fund. You can have all of my beers. Go.

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MadRock Con-Cept

When I first started climbing, there was only one shoe I had my eyes on. The 5.10 Mocc. It was the cheapest shoe out there ($100) and many of the climbers around were sporting it. Somehow Ryan convinced me later that I needed some lace-ups, so I paid the EXTREME price of $150 for the Boreal Stingers. After that, I stuck to two simple rules: Cheap and Lazy. The rest of my shoe selections came from being on sale (check out MadRock's OUTLET!) or a hook-up, and slippers with velcro or zipper closures.
  • 5.10 Moccasym (multiple)
  • Boreal Stingers
  • 5.10 Zlipper (multiple)
  • MadRock Flash (multiple)
  • MadRock Hooker Zip
  • MadRock Hooker EZ

I definitely didn't think I'd go back to lace-ups... "I boulder. I need to be able to take off my shoes off and on without worrying about the hassle of laces." But I started seeing some of my friends with them, and noted their confidence. I ordered some new Demons from the gracious and generous folks at MadRock and they had them on backorder - so in the light that I've been having problems with velcro not lasting as long as the rubber - I decided to try out the Con-Cept lace-ups.

I tried them out today at Ute Valley and I swear I had a few double-take moments where my foot stuck when I totally didn't expect it to. I felt like I was 20 pounds lighter since I was able to put so much more of my weight on my feet instead of my hands. The laces allowed me to really crank down the tightness where I needed it and weren't a hassle at all to take on and off. No worrying about if my velcro is going to pop off in the middle of the crux? I'm sold. Thanks MadRock!

Lunch Break

One of the precious things about living in Colorado Springs is having so much excellent "local" climbing. Being able to ride or drive down to the Garden\UteValley\V-Naughts to do some lunchtime bouldering is something I hope I won't ever take for granted...

Thanks for the video of yesterday's session, Todd.


Once in a long time, a brilliant man can articulate my pain. I don't care if anyone else understands, but my kindred spirit, Nathanael May, does...

Yes, my name is Daniel...

Big Bend Bouldering

My Grandma Hansen turned 90 this last weekend and all of the Colorado family went out to Richfield, Utah for her birthday party.

And what does any climbing-dependent person (read: addict) do when there's a trip planned out to Utah...?

We would leave super-early and hit Big Bend bouldering and then the more family-friendly Arches National Park on our way to Richfield. Genius, eh?

Despite thick fog, fear of hitting an open-range cow, sub-freezing temps and mutinous kids who had been told to turn off all electronic distractions and look out the windows, we pulled into the parking lot ahead of schedule. After checking the place out and eating some lunch we all got to work. Before you knew it, it had gained at least 15 degrees and conditions were absolutely perfect for the entire fam.

As much fun as Big Bend was, the small fraction of the Arches we saw was amazing and the kids KILLED the hike to Delicate Arch - making it back just as the sun disappeared.

We have an awesome family.

Socorro & Hueco 2006

Dan, Todd and I went out to Hueco in 2006 to spread some of Ryan's ashes and enjoy the fantastic climbing. We took the Bin-To-Win and made sure to seek out the new location of CiCi's Feces...

I was reading Stone Crusade on the way down and I couldn't get the picture of Bob Murray on "Left to Roof" out of my mind. We had to stop in Socorro, NM. It was only supposed to be V5 but it took some serious effort - and with the light quickly leaving the canyon, I was freaking out. Was it worth blowing out my strength for the rest of the trip for that problem? (I woke up in the middle of the night with pain in my arms from pushing it too hard too fast...)

I proceeded to flap like no-one's business in Hueco... A fingertip flapper from Jigsaw Puzzle (frustrated, I didn't touch Moonshine Roof at all on our tour) and then a pinky flapper from the Gymnasium. But you can't fault Hueco... She's pure.

The most important part of this video is this: It's Todd's proof that he DID send Nobody Gets Out of Here Alive!!!