Thursday, November 6, 2014

An Oddyssey to Shangri La

“We climbers are tribal. It sounds trite, but it is true. The brotherhood of the rope is real. It spans the globe, cultures, bitter national rivalries, languages. Climbers from the world over gather around a fire and by virtue of common experience and shared passion, they know they sit with brother and sister.” –DMT

Red – FFA Brutus of Wyde Memorial Route (IV-V 5.11a) – free version of Et Tu Brute (V A2 5.9+)
Orange – FA/FFA Parasitic Nematode (III-IV 5.10+)
Right skyline is NE Ridge which was first climbed by Fred Beckey and partner(s)
 I never got a chance to meet Bruce Bindner—or Brutus of Wyde, as he’s known. I got into climbing a few years after Brutus passed away in 2009. Nonetheless, I feel linked to him through the brotherhood of the rope and the numerous reports he has posted online. Even without photos, the excellent writing and quality content of his reports are more than enough to seize the reader’s interest. I have spent hours browsing through tales of his adventures, which included first ascents on backcountry walls, climbing ice routes in Canada, aid climbing in Yosemite, general mountaineering, and much more—Brutus was one of the few people I would label as a true climber. I value climbing as more than a weekend activity; I see it as a method of self-expression, an art. Unfortunately, he stopped producing masterpieces, but without a doubt he left his mark. As an artist, Brutus influenced me greatly.
Awesome pool for soaking during warm summer days
The valley has other goodies, not just rock climbing
Parasitic Nematode (III-IV 5.10+) goes up the right-leaning crack and corner system in the middle of the photo.
 While reading an article DMT wrote in tribute to Brutus, I came across a reference to Shangri La. My curiosity instantly grew. A beautiful place in the High Sierra that people rarely visit? A rugged thousand-foot wall? There were no photos posted of this mysterious wall, but the drawing done by Brutus pushed my curiosity to an unbearable level. As a kid I had dreams of exploring different worlds and reaching new dimensions. Finding new places and figuring out a way to pass challenges is what lured me into climbing. The adventurer in me wanted to experience the serene valley, spend time exploring an area few had seen, and hopefully find an easy way to scramble to the top of the peak only a handful had summitted. Problem was that Craig kept the location of this valley a secret. My attempts to ask him for clues were ignored, however I kept faith. This was back in 2010, the year when I got hooked on scrambling around the mountains of the Sierra Nevada. This passion grew into an addiction—the most satisfying high. Back in 2010, climbing the face of that mysterious wall was beyond my deepest dreams, or abilities, but the obsession with finding Shangri La grew stronger as the years passed. Over time my passion for peak-bagging grew into a love for taking difficult routes up mountains. Acrobatic movement over rock added the needed variety when simple scrambling got old. I rock-climbed often, and by the time I discovered Shangri-La, I had scaled over a hundred peaks in the High Sierra, multiple big walls in Yosemite Valley, high altitude death traps in Cordillera Blanca, and had even put up my own routes.

Shangri-La—Lost World. A fictional land of peace and perpetual youth.

Tip of the monster illuminated by first light
Me, Gleb and Max after climbing the NE ridge in 2013. Photo by Daria. A fun day in the mountains.
Something my mom would like...
Doing the approach for the first time was a torture. Would we see a steep wall or a chossy crag? Was this area seriously serene or was it all a bit puffed-up by the writer? Were we going up the same valley? Was the object of my imagination becoming real? The approach followed a raging river, passed several beautiful meadows, and rewarded us with a seemingly infinite amount of redcurrant. With berries all around, the approach took us longer than expected, but after several hours of hiking we spotted the menacing wall. As we got closer, my excitement grew and my fearless attitude vanished. The wall was steeper than I imagined, and I did not feel comfortable attempting the direct line on it during shorter days of autumn. We climbed an easier ridge route to the summit, had a great social outing and none of my friends left the valley disappointed. We were rewarded with exciting climbing, great views, meadows full of alpine flowers and a true adventure. By the time we returned to our cars, my aspirations had grown. I was not only planning to repeat the direct route (“Et tu, Brute!” V 5.9+ A2)—I wanted to find a free-climbable path up the rock face that I found too frightening a few hours prior.

Crux of the approach - a V5 dyno over a stream. On the way back we did not send.
Caitlin following the fun first pitch on Parasitic Nematode
Celebrating good climbing before hitting a few crux overhangs (Parasitic Nematode)
Looking up at the intimidating wall from the base
As winter approached, I began fantasizing about the wall and increased the amount of time I spent on rock. I couldn’t hold back the excitement and emailed Craig Harris. Along with Brutus and a few more, Craig was one of the first ascentionists of Et tu, Brute. His reply fueled the fire: “The face will go free, we were close!” Given that finding the wall had been a mysterious journey, I kept the spirit going and did not request beta. Finding the free route and picking the appropriate gear was up to me. Free climbing this face turned into the most significant rock-climbing goal I had for 2014. That was before I found Bubbs Creek Wall, but that's another story...

“Standing there in Shangri La as we came to call that place, we might have been in Pakistan or even on some other planet. No other hikers, fishermen, no body at all, came up this canyon the whole time we were there. We had it to ourselves. We were a short twenty minute hike from the base of the first pitch of a thousand foot tall, dead vertical to massively overhanging chunk of orange granite and we as far as we knew were the only climbers on the planet who knew anything about it.” –DMT

Somewhere in the middle of a giant wall
About to traverse right into a cool hand crack
I did not know when the appropriate time would come. Only a few people were excited about a trip to a thousand foot rock-face with vertical walls, questionable rock and no beta. It happened unexpectedly. After one of my partners bailed, I included a trip to Shangri La as one of the options to my friend Caitlin. She had less than two years of rock-climbing experience and only a few multi-pitch routes under her belt. “First ascent in a secret valley?! That sounds really fun,” she replied. I was not sure if posting this option was wise, but the train was off and running. On the few outdoor routes we had done together, she had proved to be safe, but most important of all, I knew she was excited about having a true adventure.

As Bay Area desk jockeys, we had way too little time and way too much on our agenda. The itinerary I proposed involved an absurdly busy weekend. On Saturday, we would haul our gear seven miles and attempt a first ascent of a different line I had scoped on the first trip. On Sunday we would try to find a free climbable variation to the grade V route “Et tu, Brutus,” summit, hike out, and drive back to the Bay for five hours. All without much chance to acclimate. Saturday’s climb did not give me much hope for a successful Sunday. The approach took a little longer, the first ascent we completed turned out to be a full value climb. As a result, we got back to the camp pounded. Though she had led a few 5.10 sport climbs, it was Caitlin’s longest route, first time following on a FA, and her first alpine climb. She deserved a lot of praise, so I honored her with picking a name for our new route!  Since Caitlin is a neuroscientist at Stanford University who spends her workdays playing with worm DNA, our route got a sexy worm-inspired name –Parasitic Nematode (III 5.10++ PG13).

Another view of the wall. Rock seemed fairly loose in most spots
Cool chimney with a cruxy roof on pitch 3
Good views and exposure on the route

The pristine setting, a simple dinner, and our warm sleeping bags would have to be enough to bring our psyche up again. We woke up to a windy morning and ominous sky. Our chances for getting on the route seemed slim to none, but by the time we finished our coffee the sun had begun to illuminate the wall. I had mixed emotions about coming face to face with the climb I had dreamed about for so long. I felt a mix of excitement and fear of the unknown: fear of being unprepared, not finding a free-climbable way, loose rock, climbing with a much less experienced partner and not having enough protection to feel safe enough to continue. In addition to standard double rack to #3, we brought a single #4 and a #6 cam, and I was glad we did. Brutus of Wyde sure loved the offwidth; on photos from his various first ascents it was evident that his arsenal of big bros and giant camming units was as impressive as his tick list. The first pitch was a warm up for a sustained wide crack on pitch two. The original 5.9+ rating was likely spot on for technical difficulties, but it did not speak to the level of required exertion. Fists grew into stacks, which transformed into a squeeze chimney below the third pitch – an intimidating roof.

Fun overhang - making my way up to the double roofs and a perfect steep splitter
SICK two pitch variation with a 40 meter overhanging splitter! And a roof!
Looking down at the splitter (photo by Caitlin)

Climbing stayed fun for the whole duration
I made a solid 5.10 move to pass the crux of the third pitch and fought horrific rope drag to combine the next two. Another moderate pitch with a solid 5.10 crux put us on the exposed arête. I could see the next bolted anchor above a crack system to our left, but straight up was a beautiful splitter that started close to the exposed arête. It looked steep, passed two roofs, and continued up into the unknown. It looked harder than the original option. Part of me did not want to jeopardize my free ascent, but those who don’t take risks never taste champagne. This climb was about challenges, adventure, and the unknown, so I decided to test my luck. After doing a few spooky moves to gain the arête, I got into a fingercrack and worked hard to pull the first roof. As I had no idea how long the next pitch would be, I set up the belay right under the second roof. It was a great decision: it gave me a chance to rest, and the next pitch turned out to be about fifty meters long.
Caitlin with sweet exposure below.
Me on somewhat loose last pitch of the face. One that was aided on the FA
Looking down the NE Ridge - First climbed by Fred Beckey and partner (what a surprise!)
By the time I got to the anchor, my forearms felt like Jell-O. This crack was likely the best splitter I had done in the High Sierra. I pulled the roof on thin hand jams and ring locks. The crack then widened to accept hero hand jams, but only for a short while. It grew into cupped hands, and the angle never allowed me a rest stance. This crack belongs in the Cookie Cliff, and it made Outer Limits feel slabby by comparison. I led the ninth pitch and came face to face with the crux. I knew it was the last pitch that was aided on the first ascent, but by this point I was not sure I had enough juice to put up a good fight. The previous two days had not exactly been restful. The only way was up, and I did not see any alternative. The last pitch began with a game of “choose the right block.” If I chose the wrong one, I was fairly certain the house of cards was going to come down. When I got above the loose section, I found myself staring down the crux — getting over a bulge and into an offwidth crack. Even though the move was incredibly hard, for the first time on this pitch I felt secure—the #6 camalot was in a perfect spot above my head. The pitch kept throwing burly bulges in my way, and while locking off on a jam I began to cramp. When I finally traversed to the anchor and saw the sunny ridge a few feet above, I wanted to cry with joy, but we still had to scramble another 500 feet to the summit. Combination of easy scrambling, low fifth and a few steps of 5.7 took us to the top. The sun was setting, the wind was chilly, and we still had to descend, gather our gear, hike out, and drive home. We did not stay on the summit as long as I would like, but we did have enough time to snap a few photos and sign the register.
Caitlin on the summit ridge
Summit glory after the climb :)
Our register entry
It would be impossible to pick one factor that was responsible for our success. Was it my obsession and hard work? Was it Caitlin’s willingness to suffer and jump way out of her comfort zone? Was it the well-written tribute to Brutus that gave us the inspiration to travel off the beaten path? I am not sure, but it is hard to ignore the fact that the day we drove out for our adventure coincided with the five year anniversary of Brutus’ passing. Perhaps we weren’t alone in Shangri La that weekend, but even if his spirit does not roam those valleys, it will forever be linked to our climb, the Brutus of Wyde Memorial Route (V 5.11a). We decided to maintain the location of the valley a secret. Not because we are greedy, but because we want to preserve the mystery of Shangri La for those who seek a voyage into the unknown.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Summer Highlights & FA of The Emperor (V 5.11+ A1)

Reflecting on a seven week trip to Peru, slowly but surely helped me shift towards rock climbing. Narrow escapes and multiple recent deaths remind me that the choice was not a bad one. I do not know many dudes that want to die, but having a mother with multiple health disorders, a grandmother battling dementia, I simply cannot afford to! If humans have souls or spirits, mine would suffer through true hell knowing I left my family to satisfy my desires. For someone passionate about climbing, the difficulty of mountaineering routes on my hit list was rising, so was the objective danger - it would be a game of Russian Roulette if I wanted to continue growing, and at this point in my life I will not play. To my surprise, I quickly realized rock climbing is a lot of fun! It has own risks, and freak accidents do happen, but most of the time the climber gets to decide the difficulty of the route and acceptable risk that comes with it. Amazing thing about the Sierra Nevada is that it offers a lot of rock climbing and exploration on large mountains, with little objective danger. The weather is stable and the season is long. The dreams of soloing new routes on 8000 M peaks are inspiring but on hold, at least till I reach mid-life crisis. In any case, I had a super fun summer in my home range.
Bubbs Creek Wall - The Emperor (FA) V 5.11+ A1
Caitlin and I climbed a new 1100 ft route that went up the SE arete of Castle Dome. The right skyline of the most prominent peak. Great line.

FFA of Brutus of Wyde Memorial route V 5.11a (goes up the middle) and FA/FFA of Parasitic Nematode IV 5.10+ (crack/corner system right of the center) took place on this 1000 ft wall
New 1800 ft route on the Sphinx Daniel and I climbed
Friends and I climbed multiple new lines on Tokopah Dome and Santa Cruz Dome
When I was into mountaineering finding a big goal to train for was easy, there were simply too many inspiring mountains that grabbed my attention. As I did more rock climbing there were not that many single or multi-pitch climbs that got me as motivated to make big changes. Some of my friends have big goals that they aspire to achieve one day – free climbing Half Dome, putting up a new route on one of the striking walls in Yosemite, doing a first free ascent of a particular aid route, sending their first 5.12, 5.13, 5.14 and so on.Things that would take a long time and lot of dedication. In late 2010,  a day after top roping one of my first climbs at Donner Summit, or anywhere for that matter, I watched Tommy Caldwell’s presentation about his Dawn Wall Project – an attempt to free-climb one of the big aid lines on El Capitan. If done free, it will be the most sustained big wall free climb in the world. Tommy Caldwell, Kevin Jorgensen and a few other top notch rock climbers are still working on this project, 4 years after I saw his presentation. All these guys had long term girlfriends, in case of Tommy and Kevin I would say it was a full on marriage, me on the other hand – all I had was quick hook ups – Astroman, Rostrum, Sunspot Dihedral, SW Face of Conness, Dark Star, The Rainbow Wall, Positive Vibrations and the list goes on. Hit it and quit it. In some cases, I would, do the climb again, but was I crazy in love? Did thinking of them give me a sensation of butterflies in my stomach? Not really. My friend Luke suggested I find a route on the Hulk that would involve projecting and make it a long term goal. Even though Tradewinds (IV 5.11c) gave me a good spanking, it wasn't something I was gonna put on a pedestal.
New two pitch variation - splitter through a roof. Thin to wide hand jams through a slightly overhanging headwall (5.11a). The FFA of Brutus of Wyde Memorial Route
Feeling happy after completing the FFA of Brutus of Wyde Memorial Route. I spent several years trying to find this wall and another 8 month gathering courage to attempt the climb.
Bubbs Creek - home of the giant snake and a fat bear

Mama bear says "stay the f*** away from here!"
Sweet crimping on a wild dike - Cris following 2nd pitch on What's Up Bubb (Bubbs Creek Wall)
The up and right leaning dihedral is an 5.11c layback which leads up towars the main dihedral system, which turns into a corner capped by the roof in a form of a scythe. Prior to the 5.11c layback pitch one has to do a four pitches - 5.11 b/c, 5.11a, 5.11c/d and a 5.11c. Above the "Scythe From Hell" is a cool 11a pitch (Railroad Dikes) followed by a super fun 10a (11th).
Caitlin following the first pitch of the Emperor - most of the pitch follows a fun dike. On that day neither of us thought it was easier than 5.12a. I redpointed it at 5.11b/c. It is nice to ignore what seems to be impossible at first and work hard to make it doable, even if it is barely doable in the end.
Me about to redpoint the 2nd pitch.
I would be pleased to complete the Nose in less than 24 hours and sending every pitch on Astroman does sound like a lot of fun, but these goals became secondary - not because I consider them lame, simply because I believe they are very achievable. Making significant changes for achievable goals never worked for me. Recently I switched my focus to exploration. Usually going for lines that have not been done at all or have not been free climbed. In some cases, like on Castle Rock Spire it led me to an epic 'failure' - 18 miles of mostly cross country travel, close call with a boulder nearly missing my head as I down-climbed 4th class and all that to complete two out of five pitches. But failing on an objective that was to me oh so precious seemed like a sweet success. Standing across from the Spire, I watched the last rays of sun illuminate the knifeblade summit. Having an opportunity to enjoy such a magical moment made me appreciate every step I took to get there. If health and time allows me to return, I will be back for another round. Maybe I will find the illusive “success,” maybe I will be humbled over and over, but above all I appreciate the journey - “No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.”
Cris leading pitch 7 on What's Up Bubb - 5.12a. It is really wild that it goes free.
What's up Bubb? -The rain is about to hit, we better undo the cluster fk and bail ASAP!
How can you not get a little obsessed with a wall like that?
No junk will be found on this wall.
On the other hand this is the original Fred Beckey bolt. Gangsta! Who wants to clip it?
Exploring new lines on peaks deep in back-country rarely make someone train to become a 5.12 climber, right? At least I didn't think so. Having read about Bubbs Creek Wall from multiple internet threads, I wanted to see it for myself. After a friend bailed on a proposed trip to explore it, Caitlin and Daniel quickly agreed to give it a shot. Both the East and the West side of the wall have large open space that could take a route or two. Daniel and I thought of giving the left side a go, but when I got to the base with Caitlin, I was not inspired. Even though I saw obvious crack systems, they seemed overgrown with vegetation. The corners and roofs resembled hanging gardens, not a classic rock climb. After putting up a number of routes earlier this summer, quality seemed to matter more than the quantity or success. Looking at the old photo of the wall I saw four lines. Two left of the center and two to the right. Thoughts of a line splitting them down the middle crossed my mind, but chances of that seemed slim to none. This wall has routes put up by Dave Nettle, Richard Leversee, Peter Croft, Fred Beckey, EC Joe and Brandon Thau - a true all-star team of backcountry first ascent smashers. It is mind-boggling how many quality lines these men have put up, and I was 99.9% sure they wouldn't let anything half-decent stay untouched.
Pitch 10 (Railroad Dikes) on The Emperor
Pitch 9 - The Emperor. Previous pitch has an incredible crack in the corner, as one of the two possible variations.

Cool features on The Emperor
If there was no Super Burrito in the end of the tunnel, life would be pointless.

Since I walked nine miles to get to the base of the wall, I thought it wouldn't hurt to check a little further. First thing I noticed after walking bellow The Samurai Warrior - one of the few established routes on the main face of the formation, was a beautiful dike leading into the void. Further up I saw another dike, to my surprise there were a few crack systems to supplement it. The climbing looked challenging. After aiding a few spots and whipping a few times by the end of the day I finished the pitch. Blankness of the wall above did not give me much hope this line would continue, but after looking around for a while I saw the first stance for drilling. We ended up returning the next day, and weekend later I returned with another partner and fixed my lines. The process was repeated over and over. Every trip drained me mentally, physically and emotionally.

"The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.”
Lao Tzu
On one of the "rest days" I jugged a thousand feet of fixed lines to add a few bolts and hiked over to the other side of the canyon to check out other possible lines and to enjoy this view. I spent over two hours sitting on my ass and looking at granite. Sounds a bit lame, but it was a great day.
Pitch 9, looking the other way (The Emperor)
Each pitch seemed highly improbable, but simply being on such a beautiful wall yielded great satisfaction. After four days of work I had five pitches done. I was able to redpoint one of the four pitches, but the other required direct aid even on top rope. With such a grim beginning I could have lost psyche, I could have abandoned this madness, but instead, I couldn't keep it off my mind. When I was at work, I would stare at photos of the wall and ponder about overhanging corners above. Is it possible to get to them? Would the giant roof allow a free passage? When I was at home, I had trouble falling asleep because I was not sure if the moves on the pitches I did would go free - my desire was to find a beautiful free climb, not an aid line.
Jim Donini and I after climbing some fun route at the Black Canyon.
Pro in Black Canyon was supposed to be sketchy. It was usually not too bad. :)
Pavel enjoying the exposure on the The Emperor

Looking down at 5.11c pitch 5 (5.11c enduro layback/stem corner)
Another photo of Brian on the Railroad Dike (pitch 10) - Dikes on Bubbs Creek wall are quite fun to climb on...or between :)
When I went to Colorado to climb with Jim Donini for 5 days, I could not wait till I return to Bubbs. We had fun climbing at Black Canyon and he told me many stories about incredible first ascents he had done around the world. Likely the only thing he learned about me is that I like to climb and have a project in California. I was so eager to return, I payed 75$ extra to take an earlier flight. It allowed me to arrive in the Bay Area in reasonable hour to make it out to Bubbs. By reasonable, I mean I got in my car at 8pm, drove to Kings Canyon for five hours, woke up by 6am the next morning and did a 18 mile day-hike so I could rope solo on my fixed ropes. I rehearsed moves on some of the pitches and added a few more bolts. The trip to Colorado was supposed to be the highlight of my summer. I find it kind of funny, but sad at the same time, the highlight of my trip was spending a day in the place that took over my mind. During that outing I realized most of the sections I worried about were most likely free-able. But with A LOT of falls on that day!
Luke should be sponsored by Redbull. Does the guy ever get tired? Have not seen it!.
Me leading the 11th pitch on the FA of The Emperor. Another fun pitch that climbs two different dikes

Pavel following pitch 4 on The Emperor (a sustained 5.11c? pitch). It starts with a deadpoint move to a shitty crimp, goes through a very insecure slabby traverse, continues up through more improbable sloping holds and finishes with a few fun moves far above the last bolt. For a pitch no longer than 90 feet it packs a lot!
Starting pitch 6 on the FA of The Emperor (this pitch had some fun climbing on the arete)
Next two days I had to work and I was back again. Four more pitches in three days. Pathetic? Maybe. Excitement-destroying? HELL NO. I was as excited as ever. The climb was shaping up to be a beauty, with several pitches of crack climbing and several pitches of quality face climbing. I aided quite a bit and drilled a hole through a blank section. This section seemed unlikely to go free, but I had hope If not I, someone else could do it. Three days at work, and I was back again for four. This time we noticed a way to pass the blank section a few feet to the side. I found a way over a roof that looked intimidating from the belay and onsighted my first pitch of the climb – the eleventh. It was the easiest climbing I encountered since starting at the bottom, possibly no harder than 5.10a. Next day the leader cleaned and aided, while the second climbed free. There were a few more difficult sections and spots that will require addition of bolts for leading, but in the early evening Luke and I stood on the summit. During the weeks that led up to it, I wondered how would I feel if the route topped out. Honestly, I thought I would cry of happiness. I put so much time, work, thought, money and heart into this wall that my x girlfriends would be extremely jealous. Out of sixteen pitches, I led thirteen. Two of the three I didn't lead was a simul climb led by Luke since he had done the last 400 ft of the climb while finishing What's Up Bubb. This was a very different experience than pioneering a new line in a day. It felt like raising a baby, and when we did top out I didn't feel like crying. The fact that before I can send this baby out to College – finish equipping, free climb and do a bit more cleaning so the others could enjoy it too - was the truth that slapped me right in the face.
Luke is as excited as ever about leading the 13th pitch of The Emperor. Another fun pitch!
View of Charlotte Dome
TOP!!! The day we topped out The Emperor.
I have no idea how much more time, money and energy this undertaking will require. I don't know how many partners will be excited to help me work out the hard moves, red-point pitches or add bolts. I have no clue if this climb will ever go completely free, for me. What I do know is that I have never been as excited about working on one climb and that I put a lot of work to make sure other people will enjoy it too. I know I never been as happy to look across the valley and watch a thousand foot waterfall flowing or a peregrine floating below me as I try to get rid of the pump in my forearms. I know that my life is usually not boring, but it is hard for me to come up with a single segment of it when I felt as excited about living. I know if health will allow, I will be back there putting in many more hours to make The Emperor go free. I know I will cry if I can do it, but for now it is time to enjoy the journey and thank my partners, god and Bubbs Creek spirits for helping me get this far! During the last several months I spent about 25 days working on The Emperor and climbed Samurai Warrior – Ronin (V 5.11 A0 or 5.12), possibly did the 2nd ascent of Aquaman (IV 5.10+) and climbed first seven pitches of What’s Up Bubb (recently free climbed by Luke Stefurak and Casey Zak at IV 5.12a). To finish my season I succeeded at free climbing the first 8 pitches car to car – 5.11b/c, 5.11a, 5.11d, 5.11c, 5.11c, 5.11a, 5.11a and a 5.11b. Few moves on pitch nine are still A0, but Luke was able to follow it clean, so I know it CAN go. I redpointed pitch ten at 5.11a, the eleventh is a 5.10a, pitch twelve was followed clean and will go at a solid 5.11. Thirteenth will likely go at 5.11a. Fifteen foot section on pitch fourteen is a big question mark. Both fifteen and sixteen were free climbed on the FA. There is obviously not nearly as many questions or uncertainty left, there is no shortage of motivation to work hard during the winter and the craving to climb on rocks is peaking. I am very excited about the snow coming in, taking several months off from doing the weekly march to the base of Bubbs Creek Wall and climbing other routes. Hopefully some old classics as well as few new routes. California has no shortage of rock, no bad weather weekend, just not many climbers who are excited to explore and too many damn classic climbs to choose from!
Cristiano following a 5.11b/c face pitch on Ronin
Surprised to top-out Ronin in daylight!
What can you do after the First Ascent is complete, 13/16 pitches are climbed free, and you are sick of going up one trail every week? You can go to a climbing gym, boulder and draw pointless topos! Out of 101 bolts on the route 24 are belay anchors and 31 were added after the FA to protect free climbing/seal a few runouts. Hope those who will come to climb the route will like it and appreciate all this work I put in. I did not want it to suck.
Hope everyone had a kick ass summer! It is not time to get strong for 2015! :)

HUGE thanks to Brian Knowles, Caitlin Taylor, Cristiano Pereira, Daniel Jeffcoach, Luke Stefurak, Nate Weems and Pavel Burov for working hard, patient belays, putting in your time and listening to me yell "TAAAKKE." Even though things like drilling and route finding take a while and we didn't get to climb more than a few pitches a day (at best), I hope you guys also enjoyed this place and doing something different. Special thanks to Luke for bringing positive attitude and topping out the route with me. His friend Casey and him had quite a weekend, a few days later when they sent 'What's Up Bubb' as a free climb - 2nd free route that leads to the summit of the formation! So big congratulations to Luke!