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My name is Arnold, and I am a sport climber. Ergo, I eat celery by the bushel, I have an 8a.nu scorecard, my harness has one gear loop on each side, it takes me 45 minutes to onsight a 50 foot 5.9 trad route, and I havent used an ATC or similar manual belay device in five years.
Last month, my friend Lucas pulled out an ATC to belay me and my heart skipped a beat. Lucas, I said, are you sure you dont want my GRIGRI? I mean, Im probably going to be doing some pretty serious hangdogging up there. Twenty minutes later, 30 feet up, and five feet above the fourth bolt, I looked down to see my rope running through that puny little tube of metal. I started making quick calculations about how fast (something about g=9.81m/s2) I was going to hit the ground. Then I whipped . . .and I was fine.
To be honest, all this fear was terribly unfair to Lucas. He gave fine catches. Not to mention the fact that, for the first few years of my climbing career, my friends and I exclusively used ATCs. I never dropped anybody, nor was I ever dropped. Why, five years after I gave up using these classic belay devices, am I absolutely terrified of anything that doesnt use moving parts to lock? I have drawn this conclusion: GRIGRIs and other locking-assist belay devices are like robots. They are cool, they make life easy, and were slowly growing more reliant on them. But if we arent careful, in 2012 they will subjugate us and take over the world.