Wall Street - Utah
New line to left of Nervous in Suburbia 5.12b Second
Potash Bong Hit 5.10 Second
Static Cling 5.11- Lead
Nervous in Suburbia 5.10- Lead
Lucy in the Sky with Potash 5.10- Lead
30 Seconds of Potash 5.8 Lead
I Love Loosey 5.11d Lead
Fernando 5.11b Lead
Indian Creek - Utah
Kitty Litter 5.10d Lead OS
Kool Cat 5.11b Second
Unnamed 5.11 (between Choke Chain & Furr Ball) 5.11 Second
Choke Chain 5.12c Second dogged
Dead Crow 5.11d Second
Trip to the Vet 5.10d Second
Catsup 5.10d Second
Unnamed 5.10+ (between Super Cat of the Desert & Unnamed 5.12) 5.10c Lead OS
Elephant Man 5.11c Second
Chocolate Corner 5.10a Lead OS
Mr. Peanut 5.11c Second
Unnamed 5.11 (between Unnamed 5.10 & Slim Chance 5.11 Second
Cal and Andy's Route 5.10 Lead OS
Battle of the Bulge 5.11 Second
Power Play 5.11 Second
Unnamed 5.8 (betw. Batteries not Included & Flower Power) 5.8 Lead
Batteries not Included - Power Wall 5.9 Lead
Unnkown tips to OW (far left of power wall) 5.10+ Second
Eat Your Pudding 5.10+ Seconded
Brain Damage 5.10+ Seconded
Pigs on the Wing 5.11 Lead
Comfortably Numb 5.10 Seconded
Goodbye Cruel World 5.12- Lead
Run Like Hell 5.10 Lead
Sorrow 5.11- Lead
Quarter of a Man 5.12- Lead
Digital Readout 5.12 Second dogged
Unknown 5.11 (betw. crack attack & pigs in space) 5.11 Lead
Think Pink 5.11- Second
Perfect Hands all the Way 5.11+ R Alternate Leads
Gorilla 5.10 Second
Coyne Crack 5.11+ Second
Finto 5.11+ Lead
Beauty and the Beast 5.12a Second
Nagasaki 5.10+ Lead
Walkin' Talkin' Bob 5.9 Lead
Piano 5.10+ Lead
Unnamed 5.12 (between Powerline - & Batteries not Included) 5.12 Lead
Arches National Park - Utah
Heart of the Desert 5.10 Lead (with rest & backstripping of gear)
Owl Rock 5.8 Lead OS
Right Chimney 5.10 Lead (in one pitch with a fall at top)
Dune 5.10 A3 Alternate Leads but didn't finish
Canyonlands & Surroundings - Utah
Fetish Arete - Shark's Fin Tower 5.11ish Alternate Leads (basically free)
Standing Rock 5.11+ Lead
Unnamed new route 5.11 Alternate Leads
Dunn Route 5.11 Alternate Leads did not finish
Castle Valley & Big Bend Butte - Utah
Clearlight 5.11+ Alternate Leads
Kor Ingal's Route 5.9 Alternate Leads
Fine Jade 5.11 Alternate Leads
North Face 5.11 Lead first pitch
Honeymoon Chimney 5.11 Alternate Leads
Cirque of the Climbables - Utah
Corner Route 5.12a Alternate Leads
Fisher Towers - Utah
Stolen Chimney 5.10d Alternate Leads
Mt Potosi - Nevada
Raging Canine 5.11b Lead
PMS 5.11c Lead
San Torini 5.12c Second
Moment of Clarity 5.12a Lead
Whammo 5.11b Lead
Red Rocks - Nevada
Frogland 5.8 Solo
Super Guide 5.11a Lead
Makulu 5.11d Lead
Range of Motion 5.10d Lead
Keep Your Powder Dry 5.12b Lead
Dances with Begals 5.11 R Failed to finish
The Cookie Monster 5.7 Alternate Leads
Pine Nuts 5.10b Alternate Leads
Skid Mark 5.10a Lead
Mic's Master 5.10d Lead
Just shut up and climb 5.11a Lead
Sparky Spangerler 5.11a Lead
Number 3 5.11d Lead
Ambushed 5.13a Lead dogged
Risky Business 5.10c R Alternate Lead
Parental Guidance 5.10d Lead
Rock Warrior 5.10b R Lead
Epinephrine 5.9 Alternate Leads
Chuckawalla Wall - Utah
Dirtbag 5.10a Lead
Good Old Chuck 5.12b Lead
Popular Demand 5.10c Lead
The Garden of Eden 5.10d Lead
As the Jerks Fly 5.12a Lead
The Black Canyon - Colorado
Colorado Welcome Party 5.11+ R Alternate Leads
Maiden Voyage 5.9 Alternate Leads
Escape Artist 5.10- Alternate Leads
Scenic Cruise 5.10+ Alternate Leads
Checkerboard Wall 5.10+ Alternate Leads
Ouray - Colorado
Jim Donini's sandbag route 5.10'ish Lead
South Avellano Tower
Monday, 17 May 2010
Friday, 14 May 2010
New Mexico
The inclement weather drove us south from The Black Canyon to New Mexico.
We headed to The Enchanted Tower to climb on steep volcanic tuff in the sun.
On our way back to Santa Fe we passed by the Very Large Array.
We headed to The Enchanted Tower to climb on steep volcanic tuff in the sun.
On our way back to Santa Fe we passed by the Very Large Array.
Monday, 10 May 2010
Colorado Welcome Party
North Chasm View Wall - Colorado Welcome Party climbs directly up the middle of the right hand buttress crossing the two Pegmatite bands near the top of the wall.Feeling slightly let down by the lack of fear experienced on The Scenic Cruse, we decided to climb Colorado Welcome Party. Blasting directly up the right hand side of North Chasm View Wall which looked a little more spicy. It also seemed a little less travelled; nobody we spoke to had climbed it and it had a reputation for providing interest.
As it was only fiveish pitches long a leisurely start saw us on the starting ledges trying to ascertain the line. The photo topo clearly showed the route starting to the left of a prominent thin Pegmatite band whilst the only fixed gear visible was to its right. After an hour or so traversing back and forth we convinced ourselfs we were in the correct place. Henry won (or possibly lost) the toss and led the first pitch.
As it was only fiveish pitches long a leisurely start saw us on the starting ledges trying to ascertain the line. The photo topo clearly showed the route starting to the left of a prominent thin Pegmatite band whilst the only fixed gear visible was to its right. After an hour or so traversing back and forth we convinced ourselfs we were in the correct place. Henry won (or possibly lost) the toss and led the first pitch.
Hard face climbing past three widely spaced bolts deposited him below a long run out to a unprotected mantle onto a ledge. The insitu copperhead protecting this move long gone. As Henry attained the ledge and clipped the next bolt he called down,
"thank god for all those evenings soloing at Stanage, I knew they would come in handy one day."
"thank god for all those evenings soloing at Stanage, I knew they would come in handy one day."
More face climbing and further poor gear led to a ledge and belay. Encumbered by the bag, shoes, water and spare clothing I struggled to follow. Swinging leads, I headed upwards, climbing steep ground on dubious holds to an overhang. Just as things might have appeared worrying a shiny peg beckoned and some laybacking saw me through a roof.
I had agreed to climb the third pitch also, it had the dreaded R attached to the grade. After bringing Henry up I continued, lacing a thin seam with small gear and then pulling through the first of two Pegmatite bands. After aranging a cluster of poor runners (equalised of course) I ran it out ten meters to a loose flake and in-situ wire before crossing the second Pegmatite band and slowly coming to a halt on an slab. Further holds beckoned above but the drop called out from below equally convincingly. I shuffled my weight around on two sloping footholds, eyeing the rope drooping off backwards towards the wires stuffed unconvincingly behind the loose flake.
I attempt a low line towards the promised holds, fingers brush them, grasping but with my body hideously out off balance I pull back and retreat towards the rest. Reversing proves trickier still and it is with much elation that the good sloping footholds are reached.
A high crimp is discovered and a mantelshelf effected onto my handholds, an attempt is then made at smearing sideways. Self preservation stops me committing to the sloping features and I retreat to examine other options.
A high crimp is discovered and a mantelshelf effected onto my handholds, an attempt is then made at smearing sideways. Self preservation stops me committing to the sloping features and I retreat to examine other options.
Half an hour later and ten meters to my left, easy but unprotected climbing takes me up to a belay consisting of a flared cam placement, a micro cam, and a size one wire. I call down the words
"On belay, please don't fall off"
After this pitch the remainder of the route flew by. Well all except the last three meters of offwidth I found to gain the rim.
"On belay, please don't fall off"
After this pitch the remainder of the route flew by. Well all except the last three meters of offwidth I found to gain the rim.
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
The Black Canyon
We arrived in the Black knowing three things:
Firstly we would be stung to death by the poison ivy in the horrific decent gullies. It takes little imagination to work out what the SOB gully could stand for.
Secondly we knew that should we made it to the base of the routes, then the run out scary climbing up tottering rock, cut through with Pegmatite bands, would be terminal.
Thirdly, upon the unlikely attainment of the canyon rim again, we would slowly be eaten by the myriads of ticks that would have hitched a ride on our bodys.
In short I was expecting Crag Doris stacked on top of itself 16 times rising out of enormous patch of stinging nettles. (the ticks are in there somewhere) The reality was somewhat different.
It is like being in some enormous mountains, at 830 meters high the cliffs dwarf most height gain on British mountains. That is 100 meters bigger than the height gain from Idwal Cottage to the top of Carnedd Dafyidd and all vertical. From a climbing point of view it gets better, one starts at the top, walks and abseils down a gully to the base and the climbs out. The routes top out on the flat and right by the camp site. It involves no uphill walking at all.
We started out with some warm ups and then sent the mega classic route, The Scenic Cruse. This is the popular variation on The Cruse with all the offwidth taken out! This basically involved a days worth of fantastic climbing up solid well protected rock, the "scary traverse" pitch the americans banged on about seemed a mellow rest compared to all the sustained crack climbing below. Attaining the canyon rim within sight of the warm beer (too cheep to purchase a cooler) was an added bonus.
We both became convinced we had spotted poison ivy, our candidate plants differed. Adamant I was correct and Henry wrong I offered to rub "his" poison ivy plant in my face if he would do the same with mine. Later we met a guide who cleared up our difference, we were both wrong.
In short, no ticks, no poison ivy and no loose holds.
Firstly we would be stung to death by the poison ivy in the horrific decent gullies. It takes little imagination to work out what the SOB gully could stand for.
Secondly we knew that should we made it to the base of the routes, then the run out scary climbing up tottering rock, cut through with Pegmatite bands, would be terminal.
Thirdly, upon the unlikely attainment of the canyon rim again, we would slowly be eaten by the myriads of ticks that would have hitched a ride on our bodys.
In short I was expecting Crag Doris stacked on top of itself 16 times rising out of enormous patch of stinging nettles. (the ticks are in there somewhere) The reality was somewhat different.
It is like being in some enormous mountains, at 830 meters high the cliffs dwarf most height gain on British mountains. That is 100 meters bigger than the height gain from Idwal Cottage to the top of Carnedd Dafyidd and all vertical. From a climbing point of view it gets better, one starts at the top, walks and abseils down a gully to the base and the climbs out. The routes top out on the flat and right by the camp site. It involves no uphill walking at all.
We started out with some warm ups and then sent the mega classic route, The Scenic Cruse. This is the popular variation on The Cruse with all the offwidth taken out! This basically involved a days worth of fantastic climbing up solid well protected rock, the "scary traverse" pitch the americans banged on about seemed a mellow rest compared to all the sustained crack climbing below. Attaining the canyon rim within sight of the warm beer (too cheep to purchase a cooler) was an added bonus.
We both became convinced we had spotted poison ivy, our candidate plants differed. Adamant I was correct and Henry wrong I offered to rub "his" poison ivy plant in my face if he would do the same with mine. Later we met a guide who cleared up our difference, we were both wrong.
In short, no ticks, no poison ivy and no loose holds.
Saturday, 24 April 2010
The Crackhouse
Sunday, 11 April 2010
Perfect Hands all the Way - North Six Shooter - Indian Creek
I arrived back to the Creek Pasture camping from my rest day in Moab to be greeted by a dubious plan from Ben. He had just returned from climbing the North Six Shooter by the Lightening Bolt Cracks. Whilst there he had spied a possible new line on the west face, branching out of the existing offwidth route on that face, halfway up the first pitch. I was quickly enlisted for an attempt the following day.
A leisurely start (we were only doing one route after all) got us to the base of the face by midday. I then racked up and launched up the relatively steep, but easy first pitch. I was soon at the hanging belay, dangling off some bombproof cams, eyeing the bolts and ledges of the adjacent routes belay with envy.
Ben soon joined me and led through, establishing himself in the squeeze chimney, and then launching onwards and upwards into the "ringlocks" (a crack bigger than fingers but too small to hand jam). Strenuous climbing led him through a bulge to sandy face holds and a hand jam sized pod and good gear. Here he hesitated, upwards momentum stuttered as he hopefully caressed unlikely looking features. Eventually he committed to the moves and moved up, sidepulling creaking flakes and edges. The inevitable happened and he exploded backwards into space in a shower of debris from the now non-existent fragile holds.
Hanging on the rope a few meters lower he commented that we now knew which holds not to use.
A second attempt was more successful and Ben moved upwards and became partially obscured by the bulge. Floating down from above I heard phrases such as, "Its no good" & "arghh that's terrible" as he moved onwards. The rope intermittently moved out as he negotiated the unknown ground above. Eventually, blind cracks above necessitated a desperate traverse right towards "good holds", "less steep rock", & "salvation". I cowered on the belay, attempting to make myself small beneath my helmet as rocks cascaded down. I could see Ben run it out to a hopeful looking crack, where he then frantically attempted to place gear whilst one hold after another disintegrated under his weight.
Calling up to enquire as to the quality of the gear resulted in obscenities I'm not going to repeat.
After a moment for composure upward progress was resumed, further optimistic gear was placed (and pulled on) and the summit ledges reached.
I followed, feeling slightly shocked by the difficulty of the moves upwards, and was soon at the last good runner before the traverse. After a good shake out I removed the protection and crimped sideways on tiny sandy holds. Brushing them only made them sandier. Hard moves led a highly optimistic yellow alien and a poor rest. Moving up from this the holds collapsed underneath me and I was off, hanging on a cluster of small cams and wires. I also pulled hard on these pieces to gain the ledge above, casually flicking them free of the rock from above.
Easy ground led to the summit where we posed for photos.
We thought an appropriate name for the route was, "Perfect Hands all the Way" as this was the phrase Jim had been sandbagging us with all week. There was that good hand jam at half height after all!
We climbed the route with a couple of falls and a pull on some gear at about 5.11+ C2 R and I believe it would probably go free at E6 6b. (just to mix grades).
All in all tottering horror show worthy of a place on the Llyn.
Thursday, 8 April 2010
Standing Rock - Monument Basin - Canyonlands
Yesterday I again dropped down from the Islands In The Sky Canyonlands Overlook to Monument Basin. The objective this time was Standing Rock.
Standing Rock (aka The Totem Pole) is a slender 107 meter high tower composed of Cutler sandstone. The route up it goes at 5.11c with a long section of slightly sketchy climbing up a crack followed by a short face climbing section protected by (replacements for) the old aid climbing bolts. After this a simple scramble up crumbling unprotected rock leads to the summit.
I climbed with Nick (from Alaska) & Vincent (from France but now living in Denver) and led all off the pitches enjoying the exposure and good climbing. Running out of gear on the second pitch resulted in an uncomfortable hanging belay made more uncomfortable by there being three of us dangering together. The crux moves seemed quite hard involving poor holds and a heel hook.
The walk out seemed less horrific than the time before, possibly as sharing the gear between three of us resulted in lighter bags.
A fantastic route.
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