Ascents by Jack Seawright having Distinct route

Absolute frothlympics. We waited out a day of rain to do this as my last day in el poty and i can tell anyone.. its worth a year of rest days. Shit access pitch, cryptic face climbing pitch, 3d groove pitch, deceptively hard slab on weird coral holds followed by a very rude roof turn that almost sent me to slumpville and a finale pitch through an arete bulge with a hammy tearing heel hook. Then after the climbing fun, a wild rap into space with a 10m sideways boulder to reach the next rap chains. I dont think it gets better than this. We timed the shade situation well, taking advantage of the proximity of the spires to link a very unorthodox and somewhat dangerous mega pitch to the top. Speed rapped down past a party of three rigging silks across the spires. Foath. Then. Habanero. Freddie did the full link, i did the first chains. Went surprisingly close to the flash but instead locked in the aidsight, feeling lazy after a big final day.

Elite. Fun day cragging in the fog with some new cool peeps fighting off the internal crying over the boys jumping on sendero luminoso today without me and my non-5.12 climbing ass.

Logging an old tick here.. too good to leave off the notes. Forgot the sequence within a day of sending the pitch fk its easy to forget. Big wa-ingers were taken from the crux and quite a few sessions but the best routes keep you hunting. A KP classic

Just to first chains this morning. Rock was so cold tony had to bail so i began climbing in gloves. The locks feel pretty abusive with these temps but glad to experience this line. Serious wages of fear vibes and very aesthetic

Cluan. The crag with climb names so similar you have to reference climbs by grades and a unique feature. Also home to some stunning climbing. Namely, this one and the traddy roof traverse 21. Cluedo i will remember though, as its in contention for the best pitch ive ever laid mits on. Brilliant foot pasting and committing pounces. The mind boggles of tassie and just as good, maybe also abit harder. Took some good whips including a piroette and a cheesegrater up high. A journey to sort out the toe match crux. Kris had an adventure of his own on another climb and jumped on the phone to the FA from behind the wheel as soon as we drove back into service.

Too good. Warmed the fingers up on a 25 at dca wall ('jack finally sandbagged himself' - yim). Hart agreed to belay, i think without knowing how long the pitch was. The muddy start (yeah im blaming the mud.. all the other hang dogs do) knocked me off the traverse, but after sneaking through, i enjoyed a smorgesboard of delightful slabbing moves through to the novelty finish laybacking up the thrustblock and a better-not-fuck-it-up left leg knee bar in the block to rest. Lying around with everyone at chasing amy reminiscing in the memories of slab heaven.

Three burns for the day. Thought I might be able to send it after the second hit only had 1 rest but my lack of fitness had other plans. Nice to get back to this spot (first time in 18 months) with the boys. Watched moby draw in the fans with a promising whack at wailer.. anyway back to squealer, managed to find a few hand jams in this.. didnt make the climb easier but theyre there if anyones interested. Also a kneebar at half height, arguably also unhelpful. This climb is a scintellating classic of the genre - news to absolutely no one.

Wicked route that i gave the os up for cos the crux crimps were hurting my fingers. The crew had a swim at porters then a few of us headed down to dogs. Sandbagged hart on a 23 i told him was powerbra (19). 2 days in a row! Ended up cleaning that one up then bashing myself against qutopia. Magnificent route that one. I didnt do it justice with the geniuses. Love to go back in the tcs

If pump wasnt a thing this pitch would be a 21. Unfortunately however, it is a thing and it has a remarkable affinity for populating in my forearms. Yim tim and jim (jack/me) set off to not repeat the plethora of day ending errors marty and i made last time. Error 1, 1st rappel rope stuck: almost happened again, needed a double person tug to free it. Error 2, dead air trap on rappel 2: almost happened again, just swung into a bolt, not quite sure how i could have done this cleaner tbh. Error 3, lost on pitch 1. Yim seemed to have no trouble finding the way. I must have been on drugs in february. We did almost cock up by getting a stopper knot stuck in dead air at the bottom, luckily it got trapped to the wall by the anchor. That would have fucked us royally. 2 ropes does lend some insurance in this way. This sport multi proves itself again to be a logistics heavy operation. The traverse pitch dished out a draw grab for me and an unlikely epic for tim who almost took a pendulum off the p1 anchor. Ask yim to send the video! (pretty dog). I was abit nervous about the big pitch but technically it wasnt hard, just managing the pump is quite tricky. Putting attention into creative rests tested my patience and ultimately i resigned myself to 2 or 3 sits. Tim pulled onto the ledge next, visibly delirious, claiming "fuck 25s at ben trovonia tomorrow". Yim still somehow had energy to do 10 pull ups off a flake on the top out pitch (wtf).

Epic top moves to the chains. Definitely the highlight of the gallery. Amazing views and sick holds. Hottest day so far aswell. Felt nice to climb without 3 jumpers on

Antimatter day: we had beaten the hordes to the crag with roxys efficient approach beta. Max onsighted putting the draws up despite pulling around the roof into direct sun: very impressive. Roxy negotiated the cruxes to free all the moves to the top. I was reassured it wasnt a cruxy climb, just sustained. A good prognosis for me. I tied in.. and i was flying up. Flakes too good to be true and movement and position sublime. With only 2 points of needing the rope (and lets be honest, 1 nylon jug), i was at the roof. Confidentally i peered around from the jugs in the roof. Last draw clipped and i can see the anchor. As if by divine intervention, images of the urban climb logo, campus boards and liquid chalk flashed across my mental cortex. After my strong start, it became apparent after about 8 attempts that the roof would win, and after max confirmed the others would be able to deliver our draws back to camp, i was on the way back down. I cant vouch for the last metre but the first 24m were truly epic. Feeling very priveleged to have gotten to climb on this line and a great day out in freyc!