I first climbed the classic ‘Nanibijou’ in 2005. It is one of Thunder Bay’s classic harder lines and I have always wanted to get up there again. Since then I have been spoiled to live and climb in the Rockies, where the ice is often warm and plastic and overall much friendlier. When I stood below Nanibijou yesterday with a decade more experience under my belt, I looked up and thought, ”No problem”. Oh how short the memory is. I got a swift reminder of how much more difficult it is to climb cold, brittle ice that isn’t picked out. Exploding forearms and the screaming barfies - how I missed you. I placed too much gear as I didn’t feel confident in my placements in the angry ice, so I ran out of screws and had to cut the pitch short. My old friend Wes Bender, who never stopped climbing here, danced up the next pitch like it was nothing at all. Nice to have a reality check, can’t wait to do it again!