
Anyway we both made it to the cliff in one piece and proceeded to scope out lines. The last time I was there was in late winter so much of the cliff was wet. This time in was entirely dry and I instantly spotted several more lines that I hadn't seen before. One interesting thing we found was a chalked up route on the far right hand end of the cliff. Only about 15m high and about grade 15 it was very nice. The rock was a super, best of Arapiles type, and the climb looked recently done. The cliff itself is mostly overhung orange sandstone ranging in quality from Brooyar average rock to slick hard quartz Arapiles rock. It is generally in between those styles and is quite Blue Mtns like. Only one obvious natural line exists, a 10m flake which ends in a blank wall. That was our first route we checked out. As I started rapping down the heavens opened. Neither of us got wet as the wall is fairly overhung. The top half of the climb was really nice rough rock (granite like) and looked bold but possible to lead on gear. The bottom half is the flake. It sounded quite detached and the rock and protection was not brilliant. |
A possible new route goes up this roof crack. |

'illogically, trickery'
Starts 10m right of the flake route, Sandpit. The route climbs left arete of cave then continues up face above. Boulder start to jugs and sling placement. Up arete (FH) to dinner plate jug (FH). Hard roof moves right lead to a good jug. A long move to thin holds gets you positioned on the fantastic orange face. Up this past FH and wires to roof. Over this (FH on lip) to crux pocket pulls to gain last FH. Finish up thin wall to chain.
FFA Nick McKinnon & Neil Monteith 7th November 1998
I jumped on and after numerous attempts finally got the second ascent. It was nearing dark but the cleaned flake route awaited an ascent. I drew the short straw and jumped on. The flake itself creaked under my weight and the protection behind it was crap. It got instantly pumped and after discovering the moves above the flake were quite hard backed off. Not trusting my gear I downclimbed the flake and stuffed up near the bottom. I forgot the first move onto the flake was completely undercut.I was walking my feet down the layback and slipped off falling onto my dodgy wires. Luckily they held. This climb sucked big time! I named it Sandpit and left it for another day (and maybe a couple of bolts). The walk out was a mega epic through the thorn forest and we made it to the car just on dark. That was lucky because my headlamp didn't have any batteries in it as we had them packed away from our Buffalo mission last weekend. |
More unexplored rock at Hades. |
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