Squamish: Aug. 12-13, 16-17

 

On Friday night my friend Barlow from Salt Lake City flew into Seattle, hoping to sample some of the world class granite climbing in Squamish.  We got up early Saturday morning and drove north, arriving in Squamish around 11:30.  We then strapped on the bouldering pads, and headed for the woods.  We started on the warm ups around high V0, and met up with Jeremy and his friend Kali, who were just up for the day.  We moved on to the stuff around Wafer Thin, where we did some stuff and tried a hard V6 called Wafer Decker, but neither of us sent.  You need strong thumbs for that one, as the crux is catching a hold with your thumb.  We then moved on to some of the classic V4s, including Superfly:

 

 

 

And Easy in an Easy Chair:

 

 

From the grin on Barlow’s face you can tell what a classic problem that one is!  We then went and tried a V6 called Stinger that I have been working on lately.  I was super close to sending it last trip, falling off the easy topout move, but this time I wasn’t feeling strong on it, and we moved on to greener pastures.  We did some more classic stuff like Tradkiller (V4) and Heartbreak Hotel (V2), and then went and tried a V7 called Sticky Fingers.  It is an awesome problem, the friction on it is insanely good.  No send, but it felt like it was pretty possible.  Here is a sequence of the crux move:

 

 

 

Sweet!  You start on a good finger slot and make a big cross to a smaller finger slot in the overhanging rail.  Some more hard moves follow to gain the lip, and then the topout is not too bad.  Definitely one to work on for the future.  This one was feeling a bit tough for us at this point, so we moved on to a V5 to the right of it called Sticky Wicket.  It was pretty cool, just one really hard move from a sidepull to a sloper at the lip.  At first we couldn’t even figure out how to pull on, but by the end we were coming pretty close, until we ran out of skin.  Here are some photos of the crux:

 

 

 

We then toured back through the forest, doing other classic problems mostly in the V4 range, such as Mantle Madness:

 

 

Eventually we made it back to the car around 8:00 after finishing on The Mantis (V4) and Titanic (V3), and headed to the Brewpub for the best fries on planet earth (yammer jammers, so stinkin’ amazing that every time I eat them I think my head is going to fall off).  In the pub we met up with Dave Back, Deion from South Africa, and a few others, so we went and camped with them for the night.  In retrospect this wasn’t the sweetest idea, because Deion was big on drinking tons of whiskey and blaring Moby from the speakers of his rental car, so I didn’t fall asleep for a while.  But it was entertaining hanging out with them, so it was not all bad.

 

The next day we were super sore from bouldering from noon until 8 pm the day before, but we were in the Squamish, so of course we went climbing. We went to the Petrifying Wall at Murrin Park which has awesome vertical to slightly overhanging technical sport routes. We warmed up on a really good 5.11a called Pleasant Pheasant, then moved on to an amazing 5.12a called Blackwater (the guidebook gives it 3.5 stars on a 3 star rating scale). It is really long and sustained on small positive edges with the crux coming near the end. I managed to send on my third attempt, and Barlow came super close, falling when his foot slipped after getting through the final crux. We then headed back to the forest to finish the day off with one last boulder problem (Deion had to do at least one boulder problem in Squamish), and then made a beeline for some cool treats at DQ before heading back to Seattle.

 

We recharged on Monday and Tuesday, and on Wednesday morning we headed back up to Squamish for more punishment for our already too thin tips.  We arrived around noon, and decided to go bouldering.  We did a bunch of moderate stuff including some good things in the Survivor area that I had never done, such as a V5 called Moss Toupee, and a V4 called Launch Break:

 

 

We then went over to Stinger so I could try it again.  Much to my delight I managed to send on my first go, setting right the unjust treatment I had received when I fell off the topout the first time I should have sent it.  We then tried Sticky Fingers and Sticky Wicket again with no success, and moved out onto the talus to do the Cutting Edge (V4):

 

 

 

We bouldered until around 5:30 or so, and then decided it was time to rack up and remember how to trad climb before our big objective for the next day (The Grand Wall).  We headed over to the Apron, and set off up St. Vitus’ Dance, a 4 pitch 5.9.  We quickly did the 5.7 and 5.8 approach pitches (mostly 4th class) to gain the base of the route, and then Barlow headed up the money pitch, a nice 5.9 hand crack that steepened as the pitch progressed.  I then led the next pitch, another 5.9 hand crack pitch with some traversing between cracks, and Barlow lead the next pitch which was mostly easy with a few 5.9 moves to surmount a short roof, and then we both scrambled up the final 4th class pitch, before descending Broadway Ledge in the dark (in flip flops), getting back to the car around 9:30 to round out a full day of climbing.  We then headed over to the Brewpub for some well earned yammer jammers.

 

We then went and slept in the parking lot at the camp ground, and got up at 7:00 the next morning to rack up for the big day.  We took my rack plus one of Barlow’s hand size cams (I have a double set of cams, a couple of aliens, and nuts).  We got to the base of Apron Strings around 8:00 after breakfast and sorting gear for the day, and found a party on the first pitch.  I looked up, and the guy had a pretty big runout, and I thought, wow, he must be strong and confident.  A minute later I heard a yell, looked up, and he came lobbing off for a huge fall.  He seemed to hit his side pretty hard on a ledge/rib, but seemed okay, and was able to get back on and finish the pitch, albeit putting way more gear in and hanging on all of it.  The first time he had tried to run it out through the hard section where the lieback crack thins and you can only get finger tips in, and when he got to the easy ground he was too pumped to place gear.

 

They took a long time on this pitch, so we were happy that they bailed after that, being a bit psyched out (and having pscyhed us out in the process).  We then started up, and Barlow led the first pitch (5.10b) since I had put in my request to lead the Split Pillar, so swinging leads meant that Barlow had the first pitch.  He hung on a piece part way through, but then go back on and did it clean.  I think it was a combination of not being warmed up and seeing the guy before take a monster whip.  I followed it cleanly, but it was pretty hard.  I led  the next pitch without any problems, a 5.9 corner to a nice low angle handcrack.  Barlow led the next pitch, a 5.7 face climb up a dyke (the first pitch of Merci Me), almost a full rope length with only three bolts, super run out.  The climbing wasn’t too bad, just edging on positive holds, you just had to tell yourself not to look down and contemplate the monster fall you would take if you messed up.  I then took the next pitch, starting with more super runout  5.8 face climbing up the dyke before traversing right with a short 5.9 section of slab that felt considerably easier than that.  Barlow then led the next 5.10b pitch which traversed right, downclimbing a bit, before rising up to the base of the Split Pillar (with 3 bolts for aid).

 

Looking up at he Split Pillar was a bit intimidating, it is pretty steep and sustained, and I had heard it was one of the tougher pitches on the route despite the grade.  I psyched myself up, grabbed the cams, and set off.  Much to my delight, it was locker hand jams most of the way up, even when it got wider near the top you could find the odd bomber hand jam in a constriction, and the feet were super solid since it was in a corner.  I was able to onsight it cleanly, and it was so awesome, super steep and sustained, incredible.  For sure the best pitch of granite trad climbing I have done.  Barlow then led the next pitch, a 5.11a called the Sword, it was pretty tough but he got it clean.  I followed it, and found it to be the hardest yet, but got it clean.  The cruxes were shorter on it, but I may have been tired from the last pitch as even seconding I got pretty pumped on them, and was barely able to hold on by the end of the pitch.  We then aided the bolt ladder section, and I set off on Perry's lieback, a 5.11a offwidth lieback that is bolt protected.  It wasn't hard, but I got super pumped and took a fall near the end where the lip changes from a positive edge to being more blunt.  Barlow put on the afterburners and motored through it clean, and then led the next pitch, a 5.10a traversing pitch with some tricky slab moves.  I then led the final pitch, a 5.10c undercling flake that finished with some super fun steep but easy climbing up a juggy flake.  It felt a lot easier than 10c, and was a great way to end the climb.  We traversed off Bellygood Ledge, a few sketchy super exposed sections but just scrambling, and then headed back down the trail.  We were so stinkin' tired, but it was an awesome awesome day.  We then went and lay on crash pads in the sun and ate pop tarts.

 

After a few minutes talking about how burned we were and that maybe we should go swim in the lake at Murrin and relax, we came to our senses, realized that we were in Squamish and there was still more daylight left in the day, and went bouldering.  We did a bunch of easier stuff around Easy in an Easy Chair before getting intense burning feelings in our arms and not being able to lift up the crash pads anymore.  At his point we called it a day, and headed for DQ to eat blizzards and observe the youth of Squamish (they wear big gold chains and marijuana headbands and ride BMXs) before heading back to Seattle.  All in all it was a stellar tour of Squamish for Barlow, and I was stoked to fulfill one of my Squamish climbing objectives (doing the Grand Wall), while rekindling our climbing partnership before shifting it into overdrive when I move back to Salt Lake City this fall.