Talked to Stegg this morning, he was headed out to go ice climbing. In north GA. Global warming I guess.
All those injuries must be getting to his head
The funny thing is that most of his injuries are not climbing related, like the time about ten years ago when his crew dropped the top of a tree on him. He said he knew he was in trouble when he got to the hospital and the doctor's first question was whether he had a living will.
Although he did take an 80' fall last winter when the ice in the water groove he was climbing disintegrated while partaking in that peculiarly southern pastime: 'time bomb' ice climbing. (My finest example of this was a new route I led with Doc and Mark that collapsed catastrophically 90 minutes after we rapped off. We were still at the base. I tried to hide behind about a 4" high rock and Doc tried to hide behind Mark while many, many, tons of ice crashed to the ground about 20' away. It's not many who can say they nearly got whacked by an avalanche in NC. So we named the climb Graphic Violence, and for some reason I understand it's never been repeated. Can't imagine why.) Anyway, I was down this last T'giving and as I followed him into Big Green I realized his leg was...bent, from the fall, he said. Which had me somewhat concerned since we were supposed to go do the Cassin this May. But he climbed and hiked just fine and appears to continue to be indestructable. Later that day we were swapping stories and this winsome young thing 20 years our junior (sigh), said, 'With all these stories, don't understand how you guys are still alive,' and Shannon said, 'Ah, they're all blown our of proportion.'
I thought about that for a second and said, 'Dude, I don't think the Psycho Mother F#$ker incident is blown out of proportion. I don't even think it's possible to blow it out of proportion,' and he allowed as how that was probably true. As someone once said, 'God keeps Shannon alive for the amusement value.'