Ascensions comme Tick, First ascent, Lead, First free ascent ou Solo trad par Jack Seawright

Rotte ascent - 3 man team in german - with moritz and elias. 'All good, I enjoy 3 person party. Means you can talk on belay and smoke ciggy together' - Moritz after I thanked the lads for babysitting my partnerless ass for the day.

Amazing flake systems out here. Granites definitely grippier up here without the glacier polish but the brain is still in yosemite mode and resulted in me desperately ring locking a 5.8 fairly-obviously-layback crack. Got rained out in the arvo and found a pub to knock some pool balls around with the euros. Would really like to do more climbing here and stoked on how the pacific northwest climbing is feeling coming into squamish season!

Steak-salad-day. 'If you cant climb the good-looking 1000m peak, climb its chossier sister'. Id heard about the training methods for this route involving garage door sitting and asphalt parking lot crawling but really henry and i should have put more time into practising going down waterslides at wet and wild without sliding. We got the day started at 5:30 in the carpark to avoid pony-boy's unplanned summit shiver-bivvy scenario. An added incentive was the thunderstorms predicted for the afternoon. But it doesnt rain in yosemite so we werent worried. Got to 'the narrows' at about 2:30, just as the thunderstorm rolled in on schedule. I struggled through with much swearing, henry got the bag stuck on second. I tied him off and rapped back into the chimney to encourage him to ditch the bag! Lucky he had slightly better sense to just take stuff out of the bag till it fit through the chimney. Squeeze struggling while feeling the thunder rattling the rock is a slightly stressful but pretty cool experience. The storm cleared and we went through to the top via an incorrect but very fun series of sporty flake pitches out left, got some photos and then saw another storm inbound. A double header! Tailed it down the gully at 7:15. The rain belted us as we raced down choss, followed by slippery slab waterfalls, henry hurriedly navigating. One particularly sketchy downclimb was bailed off and an impromptu rap down the slabs cost us a couple of slings but we were granted our continued survival in exchange. This journey was being viewed by all our friends through binos in the comfort of camp 4 so were glad we could provide some wet-weather entertainment. After another hour of glissading through broken trees and avoiding unannounced cliffs and waterfalls, we stumbled across a tourist track at 10:15. The car was parked for 16:45. I cant imagine what henry and i will go through on our second climb together. We both deserved the bin pancakes i promised for someone climbing stalathe with me on my facebook ad.

12.5hrs car to car. Pretty glad we planned it this time and started at 530 instead of 9! 3 person party with audrey and ariel. Solid nav efforts from audrey kept me from running after the wrong approach trail cairns like a puppy. Ariel contributed with the surprise mini fireball bottle at the top right as the clouds consumed us. Nicer climbing than i expected and good spirits only started to diminish on the hell of a hike back afterwards. Mandatory snow but slides on the east side of the dome were checked off. I booked the last 5k of the hike so i could make dinner for 25min before the girls arrived. Little did i know they were only 3min behind me! Bit of a dog act making them wait for my pasta to boil

Doesnt get better than this. 4 ultra classic grade 17s stacked on top of eachother. No boring moves, directly across from el cap. Good way to send tony off. There was still a snow pack at the base with a 6m+ shrund to step over onto the climb which tony led so i was bracing for it being a really bad way to send him off.

Great adventure route. Pick your own line up 'the wall of knobs'. Many knobs to choose from but only 2 of them clipped the chains at the top of pat and jack pillar. Tony has rediscovered himself as a chimney climber - positively brimming with joy as he back pressed the final chute to the summit. I expect to have to talk him out of free soloing steck salathe.

Great adventure. Probably second tallest rock climb ive done to caucasus corner in the bumbles. First time climbing with Ina. She threw down to get through the 5 straight pitches of chimney weirdness. As expected with the incredibly ominous 5.9++ rating and learning that one particular 5.14 valley climber didnt send this thing, there was some suspiciously tricky 5.9 but nothing too insane. I got stuck for about 5 minutes on the 7th pitch. Having forgot my headtorch, i was relieved that we topped the climb around 4 and got some drop dead views of the nose from 1000m off the valley floor directly across the valley from it. 'The sketchiest part of the day was jack drinking water from the sludge river 2 minutes from the carpark as far as im concerned' - Ina.

The plan: have an easy multi day in vegas on the way to yosemite. Reality: Get to the base after 10, already 4 parties on it. I choof up the variant start called the gobbler. Thought it was called that after someones college nickname but turns out a rope gobbling crack meant i had to climb 5m with the rope in my teeth and then tony had to self belay below it. Eventually joined on to the route, bailed after p5 cos we were still at the back of the train and it got too windy even after borrowing 2 different jackets off people at belay stations. All was not lost, tony found a perfect piss chimney at p3. We saved a partys stuck rope on the way down and walked out heroes! Heroes that bailed off a mostly bolted 5.10a that gets done 15 times a day. It did give us time to go look at the strip afterwards and have a cheeky slap on the pokes though.

Couldnt turn the roof on fists. Once the aid train starts its hard to stop! Freed a couple sections but really full cred goes to the no.6s that pulled me most of the way. Especially the one i chocked in the 5 section and had to send 3 tr heros up to eventually free it with a brick size rock. Shane tr sent with hallies pink trackies on. A sight. Tony had spare zip ties to replace the wire-trigger attachment shane blew out trying to free it from the wall, so i could sheepishly return the stuck 6 to its rightful owner in the campsite, having severely lowered its life expectancy. Maybe we leave the OWs for the walls where they have to be done rather than electing to do them at crags, at the expense of perfectly good cracks of tasteful sizes.

Had to write this one up. First whip on a number 5, first and not last time dropping c bombs at crowded indian creek crags. First time getting my knee stuck and feeling genuine concern that i had cedar wrighted myself. First time walking a 5 well into groundfallville. First time laybacking a 5.8 number 7 crack and first time attempting to place a green big bro roughly 7 or 8 times in the last 10m and finally succeeding (?) when the chains were gained anyway. I may not have got my knee stuck as badly as cedars but pretty sure i shit myself just as hard up there. Proper creek-gumbyage

Probably the best route tony antoine and i lapped at wall street - the crag where you can belay out your car window. Makes kps approach seem like frenchmans cap. A nice face climbing break from the endless expanse of splitters outside moab

Rectory castleton link day! Last day climbing with antoine. 2 towers 1 day. Fine jade up the rectory and north face of castleton. Great day

One of the most identifiable pieces of rock (or mud?) in the world and a great experience being up on the diving board. Pretty good level of strenuousness for 2 pretty cooked individuals. Glad antoine suggested this one

Abit shorter than the bridger jacks but definitely a more epic view on top and definitely more lights out climbing on average. The roof on the second mega pitch has the exposure of disco non stop party. Never shit myself harder on perfect hands. Chimney up high almost involved a harness removal, luckily ive gone jusssst easy enough on the rip off oreos back at camp.

Wicked adventure and stellar first desert tower. A real alpine touch at the end, i started climbing the wrong pillar and had to get my knee stuck to pull my phone out and access mountain project to discover i needed the other pillar. Accidentally booted antoines new 3 into the back of a chimney. Expensive kick that was.

Not what we set out to climb.. we had planned an assault on drifting. Antoines mate had told him it doesnt get done much so its probably sandbagged. We held our hope.. and.. made it to the 3rd bolt.. of the entire route. Antoine and i got sandbagged hard by this absolute mincer of a slab move that reeks of 5.12. Being north facing, there was still alot of snow and our fingers were freezing on the wall, but still. Fook. We took advantage of the approach by punching out a very alpine style ascent of olive oil with some questionable on-the-fly clove hitch simul cache adjustments. Copped a swim in the creek on the way down and a dirty bin feed disposed of by an angry mexican at a bbq house back in vegas. Ytbins.

Despite paranoia that the wet rock police would come slash our tyres in the carpark, tony and i got up for sunrise brekky and tore into the park for the '1 to 3 hour' approach - 2:50 and we were booking it.. MP sandbaggers. We took tonys new tag line up apparently to tag a single jumper, but it came in handy on the way down when the estimated 72m rope turned out to be sub-70 and we had to beaner-block to get down. An approach first for both of us when tonys jacket loosely perched on top of his pack on the walkout got poached by a tree branch without him realizing till 15 min down the trail! It makes sense to ramble on about the approach cos it was half the day and featured some fun rock hopping in a beautiful canyon but being lyn hills favourite rock climb carries expectation and this route lived up to it. Absolute moves the whole way and the fang roof on p2 is insane. Im quite surprised and stoked to come away with the all onsight/clean despite 3 holds disintegrating on the final pitch and a bunch of other parts that could have gone either way. Spirits were high the whole day despite some backpacks being gnawed into by squirrels and a pack of HEB cookies was demolished dangerously quickly back at hotel contagion.

Thin hand traverse jugs with toe hook and swing! Most aesthetic crack ive ever seen. Antoine took some good gear whips. We convinced a californian kid there for tr solo to lead it as his first 11 on gear and it snowed on him. Still went to the chains, legend. Found an unguidebooked finger crack around the back of the area that climbed super nicely. Lucky we didnt multi today as planned, its axe weather out there.

Couldnt have filled the last day in aus with much more climbing than today. 8 pitches total. The kobemaster set us off at 12:40 from the base, up what must have felt like a very sweaty patience crack - and very hard for 15. That is because my sandbagging was out in full force; direct variant, grade 19. The big marn cruised it though. From the top of patience, a cool ramble across some grassy ledges put us back on the right wall to attack our main objective. We began overexposed around 2:50ish i think. P1 wasnt as fucked as i thought it would be. Youd rail yourself if you fell but i think grade 15 is actually fair. By this time the wind had picked right up and spooge wasnt a worry. From here it was poetry in motion as kobi and i traded solos up the winding territory through the caves. All was easy breezy.. until my rope got a massive couple tugs while belaying the 5th pitch, i look up to see kobis body ragdolling down the slab. After about 10m he was caught in a figure 4 position with a pulled cam stuck around his leg. We later joked he must have been already re-working the beta before the fall had finished. The green half nut that caught him remains in the wall.. not cos we couldnt get it out, but as a memorial for the scene of one of the most unideal, non-serious injury resultant whips thats ever occured anywhere. "Ah well good to get the first trad whip out the way" will need to be engraved on a plaque and drilled into the wall next to it. If you do see the piece, downclimb outta there and get back on the route which was about 15m to the left! Also bears mentioning to be careful of the rock up top whichever way you go, some of it tricked my choss radar and i also kicked some edges off. Topped out at about 5:30. Beaut sunset scenes on the walk off. Cracker day

Planned to climb with just kyle this morning: kyle at 830pm last night: just met a yosemite climber in the gym.. i think ive talked him into frog in the morn. Me: cool well bring him. Leave at 6? Kyle: cool! Nah 4. Fuck. My eyes sting. Worth it though, 5 longish pitches done! In feb on a 31degree day with a party of 3! We were moving. Alex was moving on conquistador. Onsight speed record probably, he looked way to smooth. So i stepped in, kyle, i said, enough with this donating him classics, im gonna show him what happens on your ~60th trip out here. Now alex has experienced 4 classics and a wasp infested arete variant jammed between some classics! Shit talk aside though, this was surprisingly good. Cant decide whether the traverse out from totga felt contrived or delightfully airy, but once the reachy carrot is clipped, 20m worth of thoughtful side pulls, blind holds and high feet on both sides of the arete ensues. Definitely a deserving route in its own right even amongst elite company either side. Started getting warm up high so we collected our chips and headed to get kyles favourite steak sanga and i pilfered alex for his usa beta.

Aquilla and dangerman plus a cheeky tr over master blaster which is impossible to free i think. Had to ascend the tr on 2 prussiks to retrieve a cam which sucked abit but thankfully no lunches dropped off belay ledges today. Dangerman is still the sickest pitch at robins and potentially anywhere. Back to camp early for the ceremonial cooking of pedro and yulis mammoth zucchini.

What we really came for. Matt battled a potentially broken toe to face another day of slabbing. 2:15 from car to rap chains. The approach is absolutely apart of why you do this route. Pretty much the skyline traverse. Maybe i should log the skyline traverse? Nah. Too many rules on thecrag. Anyway. Bring doubles or an 80m rope cos we had to rap off a bolt 240 slung to a cam in a scoop. In fairness though, the route climbs this section so if you have a 240 and are happy to bring an extra no. 3, a 70 will be fine. Great first 2 pitches, rather uneventful up high, but the adventure out to flowstone is worth while for sure. The aid move is also well and truly an aid move, how someone freed that bulge at any grade is beyond me. Even aiding was hard. A stash of sour gummies got us back to sleepy bay and eventually richies for a swim followed by brrz.

Finally feels like tassie again doing 1hr scree approaches. God the rock is grippy here. Some pinky down finger torques feeling like hand jams out here. Who among them, poisoned and airbourne for me today. Fell off the move on the airbourne arete to the horn on feet as delicate as a life size house made of cards. "Why does a gr 20 arete feel 5 grades harder than the 22 crack". Delicious climbing, crag vibe on with kris as always but also rach and alex today, and eyes peeled for any romcom release about a guy that collects coffee cups and a girl that collects lids. Yes our minds were warped after the scree rambling.

5 person gumblie train up this absolute institute of a route. Jarred chartered straight up a blank slab with some sporadic rps to avoid rope drag which was wild. I again managed to drop a couple turrets down the chimney which is unfortunately dangerous and hard to avoid. I helpfully recommended jarred and ella sling backpacks below then as they topped oit of the chimney. Kobi and georgia cruised through behind us with impeccable wriggle techas.

Another imaginary ascent on this line. Fresh off a bed sleep in sydney, we were ready to g.. lethargic as fuck. Parked up, impressed the muggles at the tourist area with our busty racks, fixed a line to a shiny new bollard. Felt like cheating but the ladders simply arent an option anymore. Teetered across the ledge to the start. P1 was smooth sailing, p2 was a problem solving challenge but the y man nailed it. I was chuffed to figure out the very cryptic boulder problem off the belay. That second pitch is like the spartan but over the ocean with more exposure and atmosphere and imo better climbing, allbeit harder. Reaching down on the slab to get the feet gear was my crux in the end. Part of yims anchor up top was a construction site fence. Im sure the fullfilment those tradies would feel to hear this would make their year.

"One of the best routes anywhere" it says on the description. It doesnt look like much but we had bailed on the cathedral at buffalo to come climb in the roof of australia at blue lake (luckily no one described it to me as a roof or i might have said no). Yim and i cruised in past the gorgeous snow gums and ended up needing to employe some alpine tricks to navigate the still very deep and high angle snow pack at the base of the cliffs. Traversing via an intermittent bergshrund system and some light soloing got us to mindbender which yim took, and from there, rapped down dihedral corner, contemplated doing it but i couldnt get that one of the best routes ever line out of my head. I insisted on a ground anchor and lead belay across a steep section of corniced snow around the corner. A rope stretching traverse to the start of trunkline. Some comms problems delayed us abit and i did a solo down to the corner to shout to yim that he was kind of on belay. He pointed out later i could have just via ferrated into the climbing rope. Very true. Anyway, both of us had the weight of belay faff eradicated from our minds by a pitch that lived up to its description. Crux could be in 4 different places depending on your preferred style. I particularly loved the stem into committed finger layback sequence. The top out offwidth was abit rude with a deathblock being the only hold on selection but absolutely gobsmacking pitch. Yim and i took post climb celebration seriously with a but slide down the lower angle snow slope at the side of the crag and an inevitable skinny dip in blue lake. One of the golden days of the trip

450am alarm goes off. I spring out of bed. After 5 hrs gear preparation the day before, we were about to embark on our biggest climbing mission yet! 530 just as we pulled bags over shoulders, a dirtbag mobile rolls up with 2 dirtbags in it. Even before they stop, we see haul bags through the window. An awkward discussion ensued between the 4 of us and we realised once they mentioned their bags were at the bottom that we would not be climbing ozymandias today. Instead we accepted a bribe of 4 mountain goat tinnies and lugged our stuff to the start of angels. Yim walked the haul bag down the gully like it was a toy poodle. I went to fill the water from the creek and dropped the cap into the stream. Fuckn day is cursed. We climbed angels in 4 long pitches which worked quite well. The finger crack finish before the first big ledge gave me the most curry. But plenty of moments provoking some thought. Skipped caligula instead opting to nap in prep for attempt 2 at ozy tomorrow.

Nice climb in a 3 person faff train. Me, yim and faith. Some simuling due to 50m pitches 3 peeps and 1 70m rope. Traverse pitch was memorable. Faith toughing it out to top her p4 lead aswell. Burgers and beer at fyshwick afterwards. Approach trail down the middle of booroomba wasnt the funnest.

Were here on school camp with newy state high. Some genuinely delightful company from the gang over dinner and a refreshingly selfie heavy camera roll after leaving my phone on the can this morning. Wow i really got off track here. We got to the climb after yim and i somehow lost eachother on the canyon approach. The local 18R made for a very intreguing p1, was very stoked with my first 'nut stack' placement. I was reminded of how yim actually did this purely from improvisation on only his 3rd trad multi a year ago. I have decided that limestone is honest froth fuel and that laybacking is infact mandatory. Rattly jams: optiona.. a bad idea. Yeah. 3 pitches of beaut, p4 decent, p5 trash, bailed, downclimbed and rapped off. Climbed the wailing cockatoo direct start afterwards, feeling pretty good about myself and well.. that cockatoo ate my lunch, drank my beer and took my girl to the movies. Gear stashed for evolution and a nice hike out via the opposite side of the gorge ft. a lovely smelling cave.

Single pitch thrash to the top of piddo. Matt had to wrestle out a couple cams that had made a get away into the crack. I was shown the superior method of tradding afterwards on gemini with an impressive 'royal flush' in hex bingo. Even ordered correctly.

Not alot of dreams came true finding the wall but they sure did on this climb! Good to link with rickety rick again and patrol the highlands of odin head hunting wild cracks

A canyon and choss adventure day. Left car park at 745. Scrambled with much sketch up a landslide gully, hugged the cliff, negotiated an approach pitch that i dived into a little too hastily at about 920. The route in general is probably more aesthetic than it is good in movement but certainly has its moments going through the many roof traverses. Climbing generally gets better with height which was nice. Probably nothing harder than gr18 but the grade probably reflects the need to have quite a good temprament under big easy runouts and most importantly, the ability to discern between good holds and landmines. Yim got a head jam in p5 that he insisted on a photo of. Finished climbing at 2, somehow only made the car at 5 after a couple raps, a skinny dip in the creek and alot of swearing at broken branches. Then to cap it off a red belly black arked up at yim 50m from the carpark.

Yim and i sandbagged ourselves on a 25 we thought was a 23 at the base of serendipitous. 45m. Couldnt finish cos of ropelength and thats definitely the only reason so the bail biner went in. Kobi trucked up the gearless 1st pitch for us and we got underway with what we meant to do. We had lunch on the ledge and went up weld party. I pulled on a crimp off the deck while randomly soloing and ripped it off, punched myself in the face. Slightly black eye. The gang loved weld, kind of like the best of bunny bucket without the shit climbing. Yims commentating of his own climbing rubbed off on georgia who announced and posed for a footloose/cutloose photo. Yim got stuck in a squeeze boulder on the approach trail and left his phone in it.

Little sidebranch from the upper shitley day. The waterfall was falling upwards with the wind so the rap down was actually a canyon and we were soaked on p1. Committing moves at the start felt trickier than the crux pitch but maybe i was just wet. We were both pretty stoked on the route and stumbled out the top in time to get up 4 pitches at upper. Good stuff

Id been hanging for a while to do this one and pushed our 2nd aid training session into the sun to jump on first thing this morning, but like johnny on beau brummel, i was sadly disappointed. 1 nice rockover move high on the arete but the crack is contrived and can be used more easily to stem against the corner instead. The flop onto the ledge at the chains completes the trinity of nice looking moves that are actually a pain in the arse I took out my frustration on the portaledge later on.

Hows this for an rsvp: kyle gets invited on a multi at 2am, 7 hours before were to meet in maroon carpark. 5am we get the affirmative. 4 man squad it is. We all watched johnny brag about his 20 slings and i took the bait, telling him to shut up about his slings and get moving. Funny unrelated detail. I ran out of slings on every pitch and had more rope drag than the tug of war world championships on the crux pitch. After deciding to leave johnnys empty coffee cup on the ground and risk 1 drop spilling in the ground bag, we set off. More grass climbing than rock climbing and more rock trundleing than rock climbing. still not really sure if we were on route but a choss wrangling adventure was had. I low-key epiced out abit on the crux pitch, climbing a thin corner, realising i couldnt keep moving and was well run out and having to downclimb it all. Deep breaths and self-reassuring that my calves werent pumping out were my most vivid memories of that corner. A rope stretching triple pitch got us to the exit gully. At one point i kind of sat back after clipping a cam. Didnt call take, the rope drag 'took' me. My unsung belayer. Johnny was not super stoked on the climb. I told him its not a rock climb, its Beau brummel, where boys become men and men realise that they are really just little boys on a big piece of rock. The discussion continued on the way down the hill facilitated by johnny as to why the fuck yim and i climb routes like this. Celebration beer at boonah cricket ground at 9:30pm with maegurang

22 start is pretty thin alright. Skipped it after 2 fails. Varied climbing up corner then wild traverse into r&r. Bailed off r&r last time due to not enough gear so all the climbing was new to me. Johnny and yim had front row seats of the top half from theory ledge. Laughed at me for the rope drag, then asked me to pause in positions for photos while cruxing out. Yim even said "nah dont hold the jug, looks better if you hold the crimp". Eventually it was jespers turn. He had had enough by the traverse, fair enough. I lowered him off just as yim rolled up and tied straight in. Gettin warm at froggie but snuck this in before the fucked sun.

Much better than last years gear zipper retreat attempt. Some facey moves down low teased my fingies abit but the jamming and ow felt very secure. One of the best lines out here for steamy stemming and i like abit of air uo between my legs. Dont take that the wrong way.. no do actually.

Is it 20 or 21 the jury is out. I vote 21. Overhanging double finger press with blind footjams is kind of rude for 20. Rather backhanded way for me to welcome myles back to outdoor climbing. Myles: "ah crux is abit hard, lower me down cheers mate!" Me from my elay at the BST chains well off to the right: "ahhh how do i put this gently.. this one is a mandatory top out mate.. sorry." Speaking of rude at 20, trap for young players is surely at least 23 for fat fingered gentlemen goizus. Was not expecting that humbling right before lunch. Drank it off at the doogs with an ORIGINAL northern while myles out-hydrated me with a crisp. Probably the superior option all things considered.

Iron mandy, antifrom, oppenheimers and drop out. Good morning with kyle and a couple up-and-comers on the frog scene. I may have accidentally stood on a carrot on oppenheimers.. hmm.. not sure. Right in the cruxy section aswell. Dodgy form. Placing gear up top was the job of a librarian stacking the shelves. Move the rock to the side and stuff the gear in.

Still dont know where clemency is supposed to start so sent yim up some non-descript midteen slab but he eventually found the base of pitch 2. Tried to link, couldnt back himself so he brought me up. P2 needed a siege in the end. Both of us had failed goes before yim pulled it and went to the top of p3. Quite a serious and bouldery pitch for a couple frog fellas, requiring some specific cams that you wouldnt want to fail. The frog climbing came to be of some use though. Very happy to get frontman spot for the chimney pitch. Absolute classic climbing and felt like a breeze compared with p2. Loaded up yim with yet another bold sequence off the deck on p5 that he nearly dropped after a footslip. Some tense moments with a blind cam placement between him and a pretty bad factor 2 but commonsense, hangdogging and sneaky kneebars prevailed. I also suffered abit on this pitch but thankfully we still had enough steam to get up voluptuous and erp in about as good style as p5 on prophecy. Cracking weather at the mount today. I wondered beforehand if proximity to rubicon would affect the 'trad feel' but it didnt really: Lesser number of reachable bolts than trojan Good on ya matt for establishing ground up! I think we took some of the wrapping paper (scaley surface choss) off it for ya.

What starts as horseshit pinscar aiding (not necessarily aid climbing, i chose to aid) turns into some lifechanging climbing up high with a showstopper boulder crux. Call me tomoa seawright. Im a boulderer now. Got up there and before i knew it, found myself out on the arete in a very much undownclimbable position. To quote the 2009 box office classic 'groove train' starring lee cossey; "i was definitely screaming like some sort of... ... (shrugs) .. dunno". Stoked to pull through and sunbake up top with rick while yim did more talking than climbing on 'third'. 9 star morning with totga and quisto getting a run from the boys.

Absolute classic. Actually good gear the whole crux if you do it in daylight. Great keyhole wire in there. Good to not take the crazy whip again! Did this with a random fella from araps who was escaping a party of 3, as was i. Decided of all the splitters he was missing in araps, id take him up one of the most araps style climbs at the crag, like an aussie ordering a fish and chips in the alps.

Pretty serious little piece. Nice to fiddle with the rps again. Nice not to test them with a 75kg fall. Moves are quite cool. Bring on arete season!