Overheard At The Gym, II

If you turn that equation (photosynthesis) around, it's combustion. Chris (one of my climbing partners)

Stuck Climber: I don't know what to do.

Belayer: Keep going up.

Less blood in the feet, more blood in the hands. A climber that I was sitting next to; we sighed after taking our rock climbing shoes off.

I have a lot of vacation time but not a lot of money. (new, gray-eyed) Mike's assessment on the beauty and cheapness of climbing outdoors.

After I got caught blatantly reading the back of someone's t-shirt with tea etiquette quotes.

My friends and I went camping and someone brought The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde. We took turns reading in a British accent; it was so much fun.

Belayer: What are you doing?

Climber (on a 5.10 route): I don't know.

Climber: Oh, sh@t. Take!

Lead Climber: I hate falling.

Belayer: Then don't fall; keep on climbing.

Voilà.... F#%@.... Voilà.... Nice... (Two climbers who talk, primarily, in French but like to drop bombs in English.)