The moon is shining bright, illuminating the thousands of feet of granite surrounding our little portaledge. Some headlamps just went out on or near Tangerine Trip and aside from them we might have El Cap to ourselves. Tommy, Kevin and I just got done inhaling some "tacos" and (insert Kevin's awful British accent here)sipping on some tea. Spirits are high and bellies are full as just before dinner the guys finished pitch 9 on their first burn each, Tommy on lead. Today was a "rest day", which meant lounging around in the portaledges avoiding the hot sun, and then once dusk hit and the temps cooled sending 5.13c off the couch so to say. They made it look smooth as butter from my view, though they both said it felt awkward and definitely got the heart pumping while gripping underclings with tenuous feet traversing right at the bottom. Tomorrow will be a big day with pitch 10(5.14a or b) ahead and hopes to push through pitch 11 (5.13d) as well.
Im looking forward to another morning of waking up next to my husband with the warm sun and a bird's-eye-view.
The guys say thanks for all of the encouragement!
Pictures to come when I land on the ground.