Mike and I bivy on the road across from the peak and crack beers in celebration of the isolation and possibility of this world that lets us be so close to such wealth. Yes, it needs a name. We could not decide on one. Mike liked Serendipity Peak, I thought of Mount Ichor. I won.
It is bigger than I remember and the awe of the thing comes back over the time since we had last been here. Clean. Amazing.
The day goes in a stream. Again, it takes an exact ninety minutes to stare up in awe at this gem of climbing architecture. [photo]others.jpg[caption]Other, smaller peaks here and there[/photo] come into view with the same great granite[/photo]
I had dreamt all through the two years of other crack systems on the slab, maybe on the right edge so that a route could go up the west side of the mountain in a mirror image of Back of Beyond. And sure enough, there it is, too good to be true, the crystallization of idle fancy: [photo]start.jpg[caption]The right side of the Endurance Slab. The first pitch of the new route went up the brilliant finger-cracks in centre to gain the diagonal crack[/photo]
"You want first pitch again Jordan?"
"You better believe it."
Fifty metres of fantastic cracks in a dream of 10a perfection and I'm woozy in a little shady alcove belay, lovin every minute of... To see the full trip report you must login as a paid member. Use the Login Page. (message p3)
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