Master and Apprentice (45m 17**) a curving splitter crack to a horizontal break that leads you to a slab above. Here you switch to carrot bolts and finish up ambling up a dramatic low angle arete. The crux is the start and caught us a little of guard. It had been a while and this was trial by fire. We were both completely parched after climbing in the sun and the rap brought us back to the shade below. It took us a while to rehydrate and fuel up for our next mission.
There was no walking past El Dorado (19***) 35 meter all natural. I striking thin finger crack that turns into a hand crack and then goes through several rooflets culminating in a big Roof corner crux. The trick is to keep your big No#4 for the final crux. Relentless climbing and we linked the two pitches into one with hardly a drop of water left in our bodies. It was pretty much game over after this one.
The heat was relentless throughout, but the afternoon shade hit the crag and we could climb in the shade. But the worst part was the Blow Fly attacks relentless throughout the entire day. There was no breeze and no defence while you were climbing. I had seen one of these breeding events before with flies, but these blow flies gave you a nasty bite if you weren't paying attention.
We were both getting fairly dehydrated and the flies were winning the fight today. An apple took of the edge, some more food and water and we somehow found energy for one more climb before the long and tricky walk out. We were not even sure whether we could backtrack the way we came in?
But the beauty of the unique lines was mesmerising, so we decided on one more for the road:
True dreams (20*** 40m all trad) this is one of the most amazing crack lines I have seen in Australia, soaring vertical with a roof crux fist crack to get you started. Perfect hand jams to a sentry box rest and into a tight squeeze chimney. Then a mantle to a rest ledge with a final roof crux and ten more meters of fist jamming. This line has it all and you feel like a bout with a sumo wrestler when you are done. We were completely drained after that and there was so much more to do. But we were pretty much out of water and had to somehow find our way back.
Climbing the gully was hard work and luckily, we found a new trail that we somehow had missed on the way in. There are several open bush sections in the approach where luck will be your guide. This happened again on the way out when we found ourselves out of cairns, out of ant’s nests and no more trail in the middle of nowhere. The Google map download with the trail marked on it showed that we were on course to the fire trail soonish. We just kept walking through dense burnt-out bush and luckily hit the fire trail a short while later. Not for the faint-hearted this approach is, but we will be back again in cooler condition for some unfinished business.