Will has been on a role of lately, seamlessly exploring every nook and cranny of the North Head expanse. With its heyday long past and climbing pretty much prohibited the recent fire devastation has decimating the bush leaving nothing but charcoal vistas behind. This had several side-effects leading to a largely unknown new renaissance. Firstly, the formerly impenetrable bush has given way to many hidden pathways providing relatively easy access to nightmarish cliff faces. Secondly the lack of vegetation has caused a lot of seepage which is no longer absorbed by the vegetation and cliff collapses and landslides are now much more frequent. All this has been a blessing in disguise and Will has been busy exploring.
With very few existing lines from the dark ages, and large spaces of unexplored rock in between he has become the master of the buttresses jutting out far above the Pacific Ocean. Where others see a sea of choss he found a treasure trove of new potential in-between the emptiness. Relentlessly, every week the photos keep coming in - of magic rap lines into thin air - suspended in between - nothing but air and Will. So far he has managed to find all the lost gems: Twilights Last Gleaming as well as Temporary Like Achilles, whose whereabout have long been lost. He not only rediscovered them but found so much more. While this particular page is dedicated to a rare repeat of World War III. It was not enough, and a new line was also marked for the future. It looks pretty hard and has not yet seen a top-rope ascent. But not long to go now........... |
