What a beast. we had seen it several times over the last 2 weeks but when we actually rocked up there to climb it, I felt like one of the smurfs with Gargamel looming over them, ready to throw them into the cauldron. It was just first light- about 6am and the day was fairly cool. We were as ready as we were likely to be.
After the Rostrum, we had seriously thought that perhaps astroman would be left for next time, but in much the same way that mothers forget the pain and think that maybe they should have another kid, we started to toy with doing astro boy one day (the first half of astroman with an easy retreat) and then doing the man two days later if we thought we could. It then seemed like a better idea to wahbit another rest day and then just have at the bastard. The first thing that went wrong was that the first of my head camera bateries was dead. Gargamel's spells were powerful.
Alex lead the first 5.7 east pitch basically as a solo and then joined it to the first harder 5.10a pitch. For speed (our new diety) he lead the easy but less protected version of the boulder problem. It realy is by far the most natural line and the 11c hard bit seemed very contrived, especially when we weren't keen to waste energy that may be required on the last pitches. It was at the end of this pitch that Alex managed to drop a litre of water. What the hell, just 1/5 of our total water on a 10 hour climb. We hardly even blinked because we would not let Gargamel's spells get the better of us.
Then came perhaps the most asthetically impressive pitch that i have ever been on. The Enduro corner. From our recon photos, it looked to be jammable rather than needing to stem out and burn out my calves. I was right in a way. I could indeed thin hands jam it, keeping all 4 limbs in the crack most of the time. Placing gear though without stemming was damn pumpy and i sat on the rope several times, even grabbing the gear to clip the rope once or twice. Still, other than being thin and pumpy, there were no really hard moves. The easy 5.7 chimney at its top had worried me after the one of the same grade on the first pitch of the Rostrum. Luckilly this one felt like a proper 5.7 and i flew through it.
It was while Alex was climbing this pitch that I manged to drop one of our #3 cams. I could have really used it on the 5th pitch too. Astroman trying to thwart our attempt again, or just plain carelessnes when doing too many things at once?
The next pitch was fairly east but with some small sting at the end.
The last of my 3 pitch block was a bit nasty. A flarring chimney with a beautiful hand crack at the back. I didn't do it as well as i could have but it was good fun and the last half where I had to stem out with my feet and place some tiny nuts seemed a lot easier than it looked and what the book said.
The next pitch was one of the most notorious and intimidating pitches I have ever seen. The harding slot. Alex was doing this pitch. It is a roof that sticks out about 20 feet and is about 20 feet high. The harding slot is less than a foot wide and cuts this roof in two. The thin crack leading up to it's flarring bottom is about 30 degrees overhanging with little for the feet to grab. We arived at the base of the slot at 12 pmidday. Not bad time at all. Stupidly, i had forgotton to take one of our magical rope bags from the last pitch. We managed to get the ropes tangled when organising how to drag the gear through the slot as you cant wear even a helmet through.
After about half an hour we had sorted our shit out and Alex headed up. In total, He was in the slot for about an hour, moving up a few feet and then sliding back again annoyingly to the same spot. At least 4 times he tried this with no success. Eventualy, he was totally exhausted from the difficult thrutching where somethimes he couldn't even turn his head. Tonnes of rock either side of him with an open flarring bottom 600 feet off the ground. Both cloistrophobia and exposure at the same time.
At about 2:00 we decided that we had missed our window and would have to decend. Luckily some other group had left very overcammed #1 inside the slot for Alex to descend from. The rest of the descent was ok but there was lots of wind and it wasn't quite strait forward. When back at the bottom, we found both the cam and Alex's drink next to each other.
The moral to the story is this. It doesn't matter how well you can climb 9 of the 10 pitches, if you don't know how to wriggle through 20 feet of tight squeeze, you are heading down. Even though we didn't win the game, we managed to throw everything at it, regardless of what it threw at us. We also learned heaps about how to move fast and get these big climbs done on time. We will come back to do astroman at some stage and no doubt in better style.
We are also going to complete this blog with high res photos and detailed descriptions of both the Rostrum and Astroman to help anyone else who is keen for a go and wants to give themselves the best chance possible.
Me looking up the enduro corner
Starting up the easyish pitch

Alex deep in the slot

Having been denied 4 times, Alex is lowering from someone elses lost cam

Just some ofmthe damage done in the mouth of the monster
After the Rostrum, we had seriously thought that perhaps astroman would be left for next time, but in much the same way that mothers forget the pain and think that maybe they should have another kid, we started to toy with doing astro boy one day (the first half of astroman with an easy retreat) and then doing the man two days later if we thought we could. It then seemed like a better idea to wahbit another rest day and then just have at the bastard. The first thing that went wrong was that the first of my head camera bateries was dead. Gargamel's spells were powerful.
Alex lead the first 5.7 east pitch basically as a solo and then joined it to the first harder 5.10a pitch. For speed (our new diety) he lead the easy but less protected version of the boulder problem. It realy is by far the most natural line and the 11c hard bit seemed very contrived, especially when we weren't keen to waste energy that may be required on the last pitches. It was at the end of this pitch that Alex managed to drop a litre of water. What the hell, just 1/5 of our total water on a 10 hour climb. We hardly even blinked because we would not let Gargamel's spells get the better of us.
Then came perhaps the most asthetically impressive pitch that i have ever been on. The Enduro corner. From our recon photos, it looked to be jammable rather than needing to stem out and burn out my calves. I was right in a way. I could indeed thin hands jam it, keeping all 4 limbs in the crack most of the time. Placing gear though without stemming was damn pumpy and i sat on the rope several times, even grabbing the gear to clip the rope once or twice. Still, other than being thin and pumpy, there were no really hard moves. The easy 5.7 chimney at its top had worried me after the one of the same grade on the first pitch of the Rostrum. Luckilly this one felt like a proper 5.7 and i flew through it.
It was while Alex was climbing this pitch that I manged to drop one of our #3 cams. I could have really used it on the 5th pitch too. Astroman trying to thwart our attempt again, or just plain carelessnes when doing too many things at once?
The next pitch was fairly east but with some small sting at the end.
The last of my 3 pitch block was a bit nasty. A flarring chimney with a beautiful hand crack at the back. I didn't do it as well as i could have but it was good fun and the last half where I had to stem out with my feet and place some tiny nuts seemed a lot easier than it looked and what the book said.
The next pitch was one of the most notorious and intimidating pitches I have ever seen. The harding slot. Alex was doing this pitch. It is a roof that sticks out about 20 feet and is about 20 feet high. The harding slot is less than a foot wide and cuts this roof in two. The thin crack leading up to it's flarring bottom is about 30 degrees overhanging with little for the feet to grab. We arived at the base of the slot at 12 pmidday. Not bad time at all. Stupidly, i had forgotton to take one of our magical rope bags from the last pitch. We managed to get the ropes tangled when organising how to drag the gear through the slot as you cant wear even a helmet through.
After about half an hour we had sorted our shit out and Alex headed up. In total, He was in the slot for about an hour, moving up a few feet and then sliding back again annoyingly to the same spot. At least 4 times he tried this with no success. Eventualy, he was totally exhausted from the difficult thrutching where somethimes he couldn't even turn his head. Tonnes of rock either side of him with an open flarring bottom 600 feet off the ground. Both cloistrophobia and exposure at the same time.
At about 2:00 we decided that we had missed our window and would have to decend. Luckily some other group had left very overcammed #1 inside the slot for Alex to descend from. The rest of the descent was ok but there was lots of wind and it wasn't quite strait forward. When back at the bottom, we found both the cam and Alex's drink next to each other.
The moral to the story is this. It doesn't matter how well you can climb 9 of the 10 pitches, if you don't know how to wriggle through 20 feet of tight squeeze, you are heading down. Even though we didn't win the game, we managed to throw everything at it, regardless of what it threw at us. We also learned heaps about how to move fast and get these big climbs done on time. We will come back to do astroman at some stage and no doubt in better style.
We are also going to complete this blog with high res photos and detailed descriptions of both the Rostrum and Astroman to help anyone else who is keen for a go and wants to give themselves the best chance possible.
Me looking up the enduro corner
Starting up the easyish pitch
Alex deep in the slot
Having been denied 4 times, Alex is lowering from someone elses lost cam
Just some ofmthe damage done in the mouth of the monster

