Wednesday 28 September 2016

Savage Slit....

Well we got really lucky on Monday. Jen was back to her native homeland of the Highlands from the big smoke (Glasvegas) and we planned to meet up and climb but the weather gods initially didn't look favourable with lots of rain and wind around over the weekend.

Nearly there! Check out the great slab
Photo from UKC (just to show the whole route)

Big head, big rack!
Luckily the forecast slightly improved and Monday looked okay so I crossed my fingers and hoped. Our goal was Savage Slit a famous climb in the Cairngorm Northern Corries (Coire an Lochain). It was still quite a gamble with its altitude, North facing aspect (cold!) and the lowish temperature.

Off we go....

Flocs bridging it out
But we were both super psyched to climb it. I've wanted to climb Savage Slit since I first bought a Scottish climbing guide. Even the name just makes you want to go find it do you not think.....?




It was baltic at the carpark, but always is, so we stalled slightly for a cup of tea before putting on every piece of clothing we had and walking in. We didn't need to worry about queues at the crag today as we didn't see another climber all day. On the walk in Jen seemed to think it would be windy and cold in the Corrie after numerous aborted trips in to the corries, in my ignorance I thought it would be warm and sunny!!

Made it - being watched from the far ridge
The wind wasn't hitting the face so we had a perfect climb with just chilly hands and feet. I brought along a 3rd climbing shoe just in case of emergencies (how did that get in my bag!?). The route is fantastic, fairly straightforward but entertaining in a very dramatic setting. Fun also belaying on giant chockstones.

Time for cakes and tea...
Jen got us up the last pitch in good time just as the sun came out. On the plateau it was sunny but cold in the wind so we headed down towards Lurchers and met some really nice people on the way down, Jen spotted a 'cute' outdoor instructor leading a nav group..... but he wasn't really my type (haha) and I much preferred chatting to a fellow OT from the South Coast we spotted.

Food and drinks in Aviemore finished a great Highlands adventure. Now this is what I came for!

Saturday 24 September 2016

Road trip to Devils Tower

After some hot climbing action in Colorado it was time for the main event and we headed North into Wyoming. I love a good road trip in America, and the 8 hour drive to Devils Tower didn't disappoint.

Ranch land + buffalo's 
The roads were long and straight (generally), for hour after hour and I loved it. The scenery changed from hot arid 'bad lands', to slightly greener ranch land with cows, sheep, deer and buffalo all spotted along the way.

Early views of the Tower
The massive arable area near the town of Wheatland were something to behold. An area probably as big as Lancashire all arable farming (Tractor dealerships everywhere). Before the 19th century it was a flat arid landscape but in 1883 a local rancher and judge set up an underground irrigation system that allowed farming to start and take off. As Ben said I bet nearly all family discussions at a certain age are, 'so what do you want to do when you grow up....? Well farm like you of course'?!


So back to the main event... the scenery eventually changed and became greener with rolling hills. All of a sudden we spotted Devils Tower. It stands out like a giant thumb, impossible to miss. Immediately I could see why people are drawn to it.

Easy access!!
Devils Tower is basically a giant chunk of igneous rock (various theories to how it was created) that now stands out because the softer surrounding sedimentary rock has eroded away over ?millions of years. The columns are particularly distinctive to look at, and highly appealing to climbers.

Climbers on the steep side!


We stopped the car repeatedly as we got closer to it to take pictures and gawk at it. When we finally arrived at the visitors centre and you look up at the North face (I think!) its just mind blowing. The face closest to the visitors centre is the steepest side with the hardest climbs on it (all over 5.11 I think).

Weighing up the routes
If I'm honest I was totally blown away and actually starting to feel intimidated that we were going to climb it. I don't think I've felt this wasy since being below big walls in Yosemite many years ago. In the end I told Ben I couldn't look at it anymore as it was freaking me out so we went and set up camp and waited for the temperature to drop.

UFO and the Tower...
The Tower is an extremely important spiritual 'sight' to the American Indians, being sacred to the Lakota tribe, and there is much oral folklore about its creation. The tribes don't call it Devils Tower, and all have different names for it, but Bear Lodge seems a common translation. You can read more of its history here. Because of its spiritual importance its a real balance with protection, respect and climbing on it (which I believe the tribes would rather do without). With this in mind there is a voluntary climbing ban on the Tower for the whole of June (a significantly important time for many tribes). What was fascinating were the small 'prayer bundles' placed carefully in many of the tree's around the base of the tower.


The Durrance route goes up the fallen pillar then straight up

Another view of the Durrance route (fallen pillar) and loads of others!
Going back up to the Tower in the evening to suss out the approach and climbing routes thankfully it didn't feel as scary. Its amazing how your mind just needs time to adjust to places and size!

Ben on the first pitch
We figured out the approach (bit of a scramble) and checked out our route (Durance Route, 5.8) on the mellower/easy side of the Tower. The next days weather forecast was for a cooler day (good), but 50% chance of rain (not good). Ben had kindly suggested I have the crux pitch as it mentioned it was height dependant, so I didn't sleep much that night as there was a big storm with big winds and loads of rain, and I think when I did sleep I had nightmares thinking about the off width crux pitches.

Me entering the first chimney
The next day we woke to rain and 8 C, instead of the normal 20 C, and it felt like the UK, everything was soaked so I went back to bed (we'd planned a 6am start). By about lunch time it was drying up and we headed up to look if it was feasible (we only had 1 spare day to play with).

view of other climbers abseiling back down (as the rain started)
Unsure we set off from the packed visitors centre, and you sure do attract a lot of attention walking up the tourist path to the Tower from the carpark, with lots of silly questions like, 'are you going to climb it', as you walk past carrying ropes...

Ben enjoying one of the wide pitches
The scramble to the route start was fun, and we had to throw out the rope for the final interesting bit. As I had the crux 2nd pitch Ben started off. It was initially intimidating climbing with a crack that soon turned vertical until you ended up chimneying behind a giant column. Ben was relieved to pop out on top of this for the fixed bolt belay.

Just got to the top
The crux was reasonably taxing, a 70ft double crack, one that you could jam 50% of the time, the other off width. It felt about HVS 5b, and fairly stiff and I know I wasn't dreaming this and being a wimp as Ben was very complementary of my lead when he got to the belay, and this rarely happens!


With that in the bag I thought it would get easier, but the remaining 3-4 pitches were mostly off width, and it kept raining which did play on my nerves a little as its not much fun trying to squeeze up a chimney or off width as the very few footholds available were soaking wet...

back down - all safe!
The heavy rain showers stopped as we got to the last pitch, the very short 'jump traverse' pitch, which Ben did not like seconding one bit (a wee bit exposed). After this we finally hit the meadows (ledge system), before scooting along this and a final long but easy scramble to the top (we simul climber, but it was very easy).


It was a great feeling being on top, its like a slightly dished meadow with a cairn in the middle. Probably as big as half a football pitch, and you can't really see the edges, but you get unparalleled 360 degree views. We saw a few rainbows as the showers kept blowing through.


There was another pair of climbers on top and we chatted and took pictures of each other before signing the summit register and watching the rainbows. The American couple asked if we wanted to ab(seil) with them as they had 2 x 70m ropes. As we didn't know where the abseil points were at that point it made sense to join them. Because of this we didn't hang around on top too long.

Sunset
3 abseils later we were back on easy ground and slowly scrambled down to the forest below and back onto the tourist path that circles the Tower. We then finally took a break and contemplated what we had done over the last 5-6 hours.


Summary.... Devils Tower is amazing and it definitely has a mystical and captivating quality to it. Along with places like the Grand Canyon it is one of the most compelling, distinctive and beautiful natural wonders of the world that I have witnessed for sure.

We were both super 'stoked' to have climbed it, Ben declared he never felt the need to climb it again but for me it was the opposite, and I was left wanting more. I feel captivated to return and climb some of the other routes to unlock the key to this place some more. Whether I do is another matter!

If you want to watch a quirky but cool video about Frank and the Tower (which actually further inspired me to go), click here (enjoy).





Wednesday 14 September 2016

Colorado Rock

So not a Scottish Adventure as I imagined I would be doing....... but I headed out to the states with Ben for some climbing. We'd not realised it was labour day weekend when we arrived so it was pretty busy initially but wow how much rock do they have!?

Just saw this great (scary) postcard in a coffee shop!

Ben escaping the crack on Castle Rock, Boulder Canyon
The first part of the week was great fun hanging around the Boulder area, climbing granite routes in Boulder Canyon (1000's of routes I imagine) and based around Nederland, which is a cool low key alpine type town nestled in the Rockies foothills at 2000m. 

Very foreshortened view of the Bastille (Ben gearing up for  Bastille Crack)

Me on the first pitch (of 5)
The town had a real buzz about it, with locals, cowboys, hippies, us and techies from Boulder all mixing together in the couple of coffee shops in the early mornings waiting for the rock to warm up (which didn't take long). 

So much rock in Eldorado Canyon


An early highlight of the trip was chatting to the town sheriff who tried to convince us that he was originally from the UK. He was great and deputised us before wishing us well and going off to chase down some 'scum bags'!

Another view of the Bastille and our route (can you spot the 2 teams of climbers?)

Sorry another view of the Bastille after we'd finished our route (I loved it!)
Oh, I digress we'd gone to climb! On the granite the best routes we found were on Castle Rock, particularly 'Cussin Crack', a tricky 5.7, that would have got HVS 5a in the UK, and yes I did 'cuss' in the tricky corner/crack!

View from camp up in Nedville!

Cussin Crack 5.7, a slippy hard corner system 
Even better than the granite (for me) was the sandstone climbing in Eldorado Canyon. Big wows for this place. A tight canyon with dirt road running through it, with masses of climbing from 1 - 8 pitch routes (probably 1000's of routes here too). We only did 3 routes (the best being Bastille Crack a fantastic 5 pitch 5.8), but I fell in love with the climbing here. Just fantastic cracks on red ochre cliffs.

Another day in Eldorado (on wind ridge I think)
Deputised in Nederland (its not a kids badge - honest)
After 4 days of great climbing, coffee and camping we headed onward to Bears Ridge (aka Devils Tower) in Wyoming (tune in when I sort the other photos)!