chapter iwell the year got off to a bad start, where i hurt another finger on the 1st of jan. this time i was with Jed on Nefarious (22). bit of a shame, as we had an awesome time the day before, doing The Shield (20) and Tartarus (20) before taking photos of the lightning storm from the summit of Mount Wellington. it was only a minor injury, but prompted a week off before slowly starting up again.


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after some rest, i climbed a bit with Duncan. climbing with Duncan is an awesomely amazingly humbling experience. why? because he has about 10% of his vision -- he is legally blind. Dunc had climbed lots at Waterworks, in the gym, and places like that. but not on the Pipes. so we went up the pipes.
even walking in takes its time when you can't see much (actually walking out, ie. downhill, is much trickier and more dangerous). but soon on one nice day, Duncan, Rosie and I found ourselves standing at the base of grand old Pegasus (12/14). this was actually my first lead on the Pipes ever, so it was fun to go up it again.
we had heaps of fun, and Duncan got up the whole route cleanly. the general process is: reach for holds, skate feet around looking for footholds, eventually a foot sticks, stand up and lock down on holds, repeat.

stock image of northern buttress (from the other side though)another trip up the Pipes with Duncan saw him and i in Pulpit Chimney (12), which was a blast! i'd never done the chimney bit before so that was good. after that we did Sideshow (18) which is quite cute. there is a tricky bit at the start that is solved by putting your feet in the right spot in the crack and rolling up to the next handjam. this was a bit too subtle for dunc, so with a few sits he had to resort to desperate laybacking! amazingly he did the rest of the pitch clean (including taking out the gear!). crazy i tell you!
unfortunately, i hurt my wrist somehow that day. i don't know how, i don't know why. all i know is i don't like it one little bit. it still hurt about a month later. so i have really slowed things down a lot since then. it has improved lots, and with some rehabilitaion it seems to be getting better and stronger slowly. it is really frustrating. i am so psyched to climb and train, but i just know i will hurt myself even more if i push it.
chapter iiafter some complete time off, i started climbing again and having fun on the pipes with dave, doing some obsure classics. i love the pipes.
then rosie, dave and i had a super fun day out on The Candlestick. dave has done it about 60,000 times, but neither rosie and i had been there. both dave and rosie did the swim, while i took the soft option of a tyroleon. dave jumped in in the nud and took the rope over, and rose just dived in and swam over without a rope or anything.. crazy i tell you!
dave rapping in. photo: rosie
rosie swimming across. photo: daveanyway, the route was cool. i was very impressed with the quality of the actual climbing! the rock wasn't exactly taipan wall, but it was fine! what do you expect??
here are some more photos:
 dave seconding the first pitch. photo: me
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 the epitomy of gracefullness. photo: dave
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 the amazing invisible top rope. photo: dave/rose
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 rose leading the final pitch. great fun! photo: me
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shortly there after, we head back down to the peninsula for one of the coolest things in the known universe - Cape Raoul.
Bisso, everybody's favourite pie-eating collingwood supporter, was down for Gazza's wedding (by the way, congrats Garry and Anna!), and he wanted to go do Pole Dancer. this is one of the more amazing routes i've done, so i was happy to have an excuse to go down again. rosie was super keen as well. as for dave, he is in love with Cape Raoul, so he was there with bells on.
well it was another epic day trip from Hobart to the Poles and back, but it was another fun one! except for the wind. it was really, really windy. like, really fucking windy. we were only really going down that particular day because it was the only one we could all fit in.
here are some photos:
it was really windy. photo: dave
we tried a direct approach to the base of pole dancer. the normal way goes down those ledges to the left and up a chimney. i highly recommend the normal way. photo: dave
bisso on pole dancer (22). if you have not done this route then put it on the top of your to-do list. photo: davethe climbing was as good as always. it started spitting on the way back out the to the packs, but it held off dumping down, which was nice.
abseiling off the wedding cake was an absolute nightmare. since there were 4 of us, we devised a plan that would hopefully minimise the suffering. dave went first, fixed a 60m rope to the top bolts, and rapped to the base. rose and bisso zipped down after, trying not to get blown right around the corner with no way back. i went last and had the enviable task of pulling up half the rope to do a 30m rap to the halfway bolts, and then another 30m rap to the ground.
now i wasn't sure if this was possible, but thought it would probably work. since dave made it down in one rap, things were looking good. it depended how far up the 'halfway' bolts were.
well the ropes reached, but the wind tried it's best to kill me and steal my rope. it was so windy, the end kept blowing around the corner and getting stuck. i felt like i had no control over anything. nearly lost the rope while pulling it, when it wrapped around itself so many times i couldnt pull it. after trying for 15 minutes in vain, i actually gave up on it. "it only cost me 30 bucks," i said to myself. i had just tied it off and was about to rap on a single line hopefully to the ground, when the rope just slightly started unwinding itself! i jumped on it and pulled as hard as i could. after a couple of jumps, keeping the tension on the rope, it started moving slowly, then the momentum keep it unwinding and it came free. yay! it wasnt all over though, because it just went everywhere - both ends were blowing everywhere, up, sideways, in my face. and kept getting caught on horns around the corner. luckily it kept pulling when it got stuck. after another rap, which wasn't quite as painful, i was down and after another epic pulling session so was the rope. i was so happy to be on the ground with the rope in one piece -- i almost hugged bisso -
that's how happy i was!
chapter iiianother thing i did after hurting my wrist was catch up with rog. he showed me his bending jig and we spent an evening making some u-bolts. then he gratiously loaned the parkynator drilling machine extreme. i made some more bolts up at home and am now doing my part to sink more steel in the rock in this lovely state. it goes alright too- with the new batteries! and i also found some drill bits for $5 (i bought all they had!) and they dont do too bad at all. well, it's no petrol drill, but it does alright.
a while ago, jakey b and i drove to the tyndalls to the sounds of the (disappointing) hottest 100. on his last trip there they got totally rained out - drowned rats. the plan was to actually do some climbing this trip! ha!
i tried (one of) my project on toprope, the one i started cleaning a month ago. wow it was quite intense, move after move. the last 10/15m is steep and bulgy, which is not all that common at the tyndalls. i will need to be fitter to do it, especially since it is mostly trad. placing the gear will be strenuous.
then we climbed a nice little crack near the main face. we'd both seen it in the past from the top of Cloudstreet, where it looks like it might be a tricky layback at about 18. but the angle was much slabbier than we thought, and it's probably only about grade 11. but it was still fun times!
unfortunately for us, that was the only time we tied in that trip, because the next morning... DUN DUAAA... the Mist Monster arrived. it was coming into the bivvy cave, which suuuucks. that place has been a bit of a bitch with regards to weather lately. oh well, next time!
other than that, i've been doing little bits of work, making bolts, sorting through photos, and playing tennis and bowling on the wii.
cya!
scary in the wind! photo: rosie