But both groups get psyched by springtime.
I have the highest respect for the well rounded climbers - those who do it all, a little alpine, a little sport, some bouldering - and a little soloing. Those that can do it at a high grade are the real athletes to me, the majors.
A friend sent me a link to this video last week, with the simple note attached, "sweaty palms". And while I watch Alex Honnold solo two routes that I can barely imagine climbing, it happens to me too - one part fear, one part in anticipation of my own rock climbing season that's arriving.