We warmed up on You Are What You Eat (5.4 trad). The route was secure and ate gear like candy, so after placing a few bomber "you'll fall but you won't die" pieces, Sam led it and filled in the gaps in the gear. His first trad lead, made all the better by the crowd of college age sport climbers looking on.
We followed this up with Baseboy (sport 5.11 a/b), a vertical crimpy thing just to the left of You Are What You Eat. Nice technical climbing on sharp little holds. I managed to get my 5.11 OS for the trip.
Around this time the helicopters started to show up...
Feeling a bit more mortal, we hopped on What's Eating You (5.10a) around the back side of the boulder. Fun climbing, but nothing particularly special.
Finally, we had to get our hero photos on Caustic Cock (5.11b). I came super, super close to getting it without a fall, but didn't have the arm juice left to make the crux move without knowing the beta. Took a couple good whips before figuring out that there was a jug hiding a couple inches farther up the wall if I really committed to the move. Sam flashed it on toprope.
We both looked kinda cool against the sky in photos.
Ida was happy to spend the whole day with a filthy bunny.