My friend Adam judged our day in Eldo (and at Southern Sun and Neptune) yesterday as scoring very high on the fun-per-feet-climbed scale.
We did one 50-foot pitch. That’s it.
His version of the story is here. To summarize: pancake, climb, epic gear retrieval, religious revelation resulting from epic gear retrieval, donut, beer, laughter.
For me, the day was a perfect example of climbing being about companionship, not climbing.