Ascents in North Wahroonga

FFA. Awesome climbing. Good holds pulling up into a cool roof compression move to finish. Stoked on the line!

Can't crank on that little.

Had a bit of a go, got to crucial edge next to 2nd ring but didn't clip it.

Forgot some of the beta for this one. And maybe a bit sandbagged. Still a great climb

A fun little climb with a tricky top out.

Punched up from the pointy prow with a few shrieks and made it.

Again to be sure

Numbed 2nd joint of 3rd finger by hanging whole body weight off it : ( What a cracker!

Worked and worked in a sandy flail

Alas twas all to no avail!

Tried it lots but couldn't scrabble over the rounded edge from the massive undercling/kneebar on flat ledges or using the 2 finger pocket. Nor checked closely what was above apart from dire rusty carrots.

Right-eyed variant on sight FA - fluffed it by discovering the topout move was the crux!

Left-eyed variant, blew up just before the topout again.

Got there, but not in one go. Need to go back and do it clean.

Right

Left crack

Couldn’t get start today

Loved this easy overhang!

Just to be sure

Hard! Even though I pretended I was back on granite so the small line of larger crystals and 1 finger + 2 finger pocket sequence didn't seem so bad ...

Just to make sure ...

If you don't stick you feet on the gritty slopes, you will fly. Off.

Not a wise lead with no pro below the cave.

No way I'd lead: off-balance moves at the bottom with groundfall potential aplenty!

A hard start from some slots up with a long move.

The moves when it gets steep are really good.

You have to know where the secret holds you can't see are, depending which way you attack the last bolt.

Sandy slots up high and failing fingers stymied success.

Fluffed the onsight FA by missing the critical pocket - buffo!

Secret pockets, high steps, bovine roaring and a dire finish - what a banger! And all just before the storm.

Met an old man today who assured us the area was being climbed in the 50s, and who, delighted by my modern rope, regaled us with a tale of an early nylon rope being used to climb the Three Sisters, on which taking a fall, 'melted by stretching' and the leader falling to his demise 'left bits of himself all the way down the cliff, including his scrotum'. Inspired by such wonders, attacked and finally overcame this ticklish problem, and departed, with anatomy, and modern rope, intact.

Faffing hard! More like a stiff 20 than 19, cunning pockets, pumped fingers and a dodgy long last clip precluded the onsight. Struggled up eventually with rests.

Didn't even manage it clean with the thin red line of courage form above and a hail of Sharmanic screams.