Sorry for the shortage of specific climbing photos in this blog...the wet
killed my camera today...
Getting soaked to the skin was definitely not on my list of things to do
today but the deteriorating conditions experienced this morning up on the Ben
certainly tested both me and my kit.
More of that later...
After the ‘rest day’ yesterday (basically we were knackered!) Dean and
myself woke this morning raring to go and get a quick fix back up on the Ben
before the six and half hour drive back home.
We walked with very little talking allowing the rolling mountainside to
ease away our aches from the first day.
A quick drink at the CIC water pipe and we headed up towards our
objective for the day – Vanishing Gulley Grade V 5 ***.
The gulley leads up onto Tower Ridge where you can enjoy a big day out if
you decide to continue up the ridge to finish. However, we wanted to do the two
long technical pitches then abseil off and make a quick exit of the hill.
I led up the first pitch soon realising that there was a shortage of decent
anchors mainly due to the ‘chewy ice’ which was taking first time placements with
the axes but was a little ‘mushy’ to place screws.
This inevitably meant long run-outs but the
climbing was good and absorbing.
Nearing
the belay, I suddenly realised that the deteriorating condition (warm), meant
that the waterfall that was now coming over the steep section of the next pitch
was landing right where I needed to stand.
For some reason today I wore hardshell (waterproofs) for the first time
in probably 10 years and how happy I was.
I stood under the spurt of water trying to belay Dean up and feeling
rather sorry for myself.
If I had worn
my softshell as I normally do today we would have had to abseil straight off
back down the gulley.
After Dean arrived at the belay we were joined shortly after by Donald King
a local MIC out working with a client Chris.
Donald works for Abacus Mountaineering (http://abacusmountaineering.com/index.html). I was at first reassured that Donald had chosen the same route as us but
as he approached the belay I asked him if the spurt (large waterfall :-))
was normal...his response of “OOOOOOOOOH!” didn’t fill me with confidence as he
looked on with a slight glint in his eye as the Sassenach in front of him was
being p***** on by the Scottish mountain.
Surprisingly, even though I was wet through in my gloves and a little damp
everywhere else I wasn’t too cold.
Donald and I exchanged pleasantries and I helped to build his belay as I
was on a small ledge having to hang out from the dodgy looking tat and he
managed to position himself below me (protected from the water)...clever man!
Dean as confident as ever stacked two screws in the steep ice wall that rose
in front of him...and he was off.
This
was Dean’s first Grade V route and after seconding his pitch I think he
deserves praise for the confident manner in which he sent it having at one
point at least an eight metre run-out.
At the top we quickly (sort of) abseiled down and were soon
walking the trail down to Fort William.
A really pleasant few days with a lad that is progressively
becoming a star in the making...Good lad!