Last time I went to Baggy Point I dismissed it as 'the chossiest pile of wank I've ever seen'. Two years later I'm still haunted by nightmares of the second pitch of the route 'Kinkyboots', where I didn't just find myself thinking I'd die, I actually wished for it. Just to end the vegetated guillotine flake horror of the final slab.
Against my better judgement I recently went back there to do a couple routes on the massive Long Rock Slab, and actually ended up having an awesome time. Here's a few photos of the day...
Sketchy approach 'path' to the Long Rock
The rope was just short enough to not quite reach past the really scary bit
More bloody slabs
45m abseil to the ledge
Funky ab in
Me leading Shangri-la
Looking back down the route from the belay
Pat seconding the fluffy but still brilliant upper crack
Posing on the finishing blocks
The mega crack line of Lost Horizon
Pat psyched for the big lead
Pat shitting himself
Pat shitting himself
Pat shitting himself
Finally at the top (but still probably shitting himself)
Me seconding just before the sustained foot wedge section
Looking back towards the promontory from Woolacombe
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