
Falling house
September 22, 2011
Yesterday was by far the toughest day yet - and I came within a whisker of bailing - but now I’m lounging in my portaledge ( got to bed at midnight so having a lie in), and I’m glad I didn’t.
What made yesterday so hard was hauling, which is always tough even when there are two, but alone it can turn into a really nightmare. The problem is that the terrain is very featured (lots of loose hanging blacks) and every time the bag got stuck I’d have to rap down and free it, the jug back and carry on (I had a grigri fixed at the bag so I could haul it at the bag sort distances). And so I seemed to spend all day jugging and rapping and hauling.
I had been fantasising about getting to the big ledge at pitch 4 but when I got there I just found a nightmare of loose blocks, one belay bolt on a wall the required careful block climbing to reach (like crossing a mine field), while the other rusty bolt was drilled into one of the bigger blocks. You do some mental calculations that x block must weigh 2 tons extra, but it doesn’t ease your mind.
I guess to make matters worse just before I’d got to the ledge I’d seen a ship container-sized block fall down the back off the troll (500 metres away). I heard it falling (imagine the sound of a small house falling half a mile), then saw the huge detonation as it hit the rock slabs. Very impressive, but I guess you can see how it didn’t inspire confidence in the permanence of even 2 ton blocks up here.
The final treat of the night was climbing an off-width up to the belay.
Anyway I’m here now and have finally reached the solid stuff (I hope!)

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