Dunno if it will register up here, but Lee Carter passed on 8/25. Strand might know him, or at least the name, Lee was right up until he died one of the old time NC hard men, with hundreds of FAs scattered across secret crags throughout the south. I only got to climb with him a couple of times, the last about seven years ago when I took Lee, Tom McMillan, Kenny, and the rest of the reprobate crew to Reel Cove for the weekend, Reel being a cliff line in the Sequatchie (TN) that a small crew of us got to feast on for several years, ~95% as good, and even more extensive, than T-Wall, and we had it all to ourselves. It was the kind of shit these guys lived for. I mention this because there were seven of us and three (Lee, Curt Johnson--Dirtneye for those of you who lurk on SuperTaco--and Jim Okel, another old time southern bad ass) are now dead, which is pretty distressing. We're not that old.
I'm putting this in this thread because the memorials reminded me of one of THE great falls ever, one that by definition almost can't be surpassed, courtesy of Mr. Carter. He was leading 'Free Man in Paris' at Looking Glass, perhaps the quintessential Rotert death route. The crux pitch is solid 5.10 with zero gear. Lee managed to place an SMC(!) cam ten feet off the belay and then ran it out, and according to John Crofts, the belayer, and eye witnesses, he had just about reached the end of the rope when he fell, for a solid 300 footer down 80 degree granite, on a swami belt. He not only lived, but managed (with assistance) to walk out and once at the car insisted on some herbal medication to assist with coping with the drive to the Brevard ER, a therapy that Crofts considered contra indicated for a possible punctured lung (it was), but, what the hell, Lee was a climber. I don't know what got him yet, all they say is a 'short illness', but obviously on the rock he was basically an immortal. Free Man has forever since been renamed as 'Dead Man in Pisgah'. It doesn't get repeated. RIP Lee.