Sooooo, pooing in the woods harms the environment?

Im guessing somehow now shitting and paper bags are hard on ol mother Earth.

Plastic PolyVinylChloride, with shit and paper inside it, tossed into a landfill and left to lay for the next 100 years is GREEN as it fuckin gets though!

Looks like a well organized belay to me.  The sleeping is the easy part.  The logistics of hauling all that shit with you and keeping it organized is the real challenge.  You learn systems and repetition breeds efficiency.  My big wall days are over but I've done some multi-day stuff in Yosemite and Zion.  I miss it.

A bag of poop and poop in general are not bad for the environment. A pile 3 feet tall at the cliff base from thousand of climbers a year tossing their crap is bad for MY environment and health when I have to walk through it. Also climbing around on the rock and shoving your hand in for a jam is no fun if there is a pile of crap shoved in there after the bag got wet.

ETA: technically on the PVC tube it is supposed to have a bag liner so when done you can pull the bag out and reuse the pipe on a latter climb.

At that height I'd have to use a plastic bag because my shit would be pretty damn watery

Rule 43



and FUCK THAT.

No sir. I don't like it.

Looks like a whole lot of stupid.

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Porta-ledge's FTW, motherfuckers!  



Overhangs are what scare the fuck outta me.

What he said.

FUCK that.

The guys over in the "I don't like motorcycles" thread think I have a deathwish because I ride on the street...

If you put a gun to my head and told me to do that, I'd gladly take the shot to the face.

And here I thought Arfcom was full of manly men.  Buncha damn girls up in here.  

What need is there to camp on the side of a cliff.  Last time I checked we have flat spots on this planet.

i love camping, but FUCK that.

If you're climbing a wall that takes more than day to climb, you might find the need to sleep on occasion.

I don't think I could ever get to sleep hanging off the side of a cliff.

It's cool though. Definitely an interesting hobby.

The ground right below where they're hanging looks perfectly adequate to pitch a tent.



Where's that necessity part come in?



Looks more to be a "because it's there" white-guy problem.



 

I've never bivouacked on a portaledge, but you'd be surprised what you can get used to once you learn to trust your gear.

You should see how far up they are in person on the big wall at Zion. If is wasn't for the bright colors you would never see them they are so small.
The amount of endurance to climb that high is amazing.

After a full day of climbing and hauling that pig up behind you,  you'll sleep just fine.  Trust me.

Absolutely NOT, no way.

Wow... here's another picture of Beth Rodden that kind of goes with the theme of this thread:











... and she's athletic, young, pretty, adventurous, and freshly divorced... yum





 

wake up on the wrong side of the bed and your entire day would be screwed

Fuck that shit!!!!

I've bivi'd on a wall sort of like that in the NWT of Canada.  Even met Gordon Wiltse [the photog] on that trip.  No, Gordon wasn't our photog, nor was our climb as hard as that one on Great Sail Peak.

Water.  Water is going to be your biggest problem.  IIRC, we had 63 liters of water between the three of us for 6 days.  The haulbag containing the water weighed as much as I did, and the only way I could haul it was to invert myself at the anchors and push against the anchors with my feet whle facing towards the ground; my body weight alone wouldn't cut it with a 1:1 hauling rig, and rigging a 2:1 just took too long.  It was a pretty miserable day or two of hauling until we cleared the lower slabs and made it onto the steeper headwall.

Water is also a problem when you get hit by a storm.  I was surprised by how much water a snowstorm produced on a wall like that.  The ropes get soaked, and eventually those fancy rianflys start to wick water into the middle of the portaledge.  The guys a few miles on the other side of the ridge from us got hit with 17 inches of snow one night.  I think we only got 4 or 5 inches.

It was a constant struggle to stay warm, stay dry, and keep from burning everything to bits with the stove at the end of the day.  Nothing says excitement like a boiling pot of water hanging above your crotch.

If you could suppress your fear for a minute, and take in a deep breath while way out on the lead end of the rope, it was a magnificent feeling to take in the view.

ETA:
Gordon makes a mention of Galen Rowell and his Mountain Light Art Gallery.  Here's some of Galen's work...
http://www.toddskinner.com/Gallery/pages/NWT_10.htm