Pretty much The Chief below expresses my feelings right on about this line! Took us like 3 trips to the hut to catch a good weather window. Great route on a super-handsome formation. Shirley & I continued to the true summit at the cost of rapping in low-vis & rain. One Italian party behind us - the extent of "crowding" that day (TR here).
The weather was cold and we had the route to ourselves for the whole day. On the traverse, the micro ledge I was on blew, sending me on a ten foot fall into the anchor. The crux pitch above had a fair bit of loose rock, which sketched me out a little after the fall, despite the quality climbing. In a hurry to get down, we rapped off the overhanging sports route directly behind the route, leading to an abseil epic that had me hanging from the rope until dawn.
"Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it."