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Wānaka locals Victoria Caffrey and Jossi Wells set out on multi-pitch classic, ‘Turn On, Tune In, Drop Out.’
It was time to get back on the sharp end. While dusting off the cobwebs I was eager to share this old vertical flame with Jossi. Being a full-time skier, Jossi is well versed in channelling his mental game – a skill I’ve always struggled with. After a month of “showing Jossi the ropes” and breaking him in with some cruisey multi-pitch climbing in Mt. Cook, it was time for both of us to up the ante.
The first pitch was perfect for getting the hands and feet warmed up. Straight forward with a little overhanging crack to top it off.
Leaving the anchors, the second pitch begins with a spicy overhung bulge to keep you honest. I pulled onto the slab and pushed past the loose schist to the next set of bolts. After setting the anchor I soaked in the expanse of the valley behind me overlooking Rocky Mountain while listening to the cow conversations in the distance. Below me, Jossi was met with some new character building of his own. This wasn’t climbing at the gym anymore, and it was time to channel that head game.
“I have dealt with a fair share of exposure in the mountains. With skis on my feet, I feel at home. Gripping rock with hands producing sweat at the rate of the Clutha was certainly a first,” Jossi would later remark.
With completely stable hands, it really was the exposure of this pitch that kept our heart rates high.
That said, it was a thrilling way to end the climb! After topping out on the final ledge, I put Jossi on belay and it was his turn to walk the line.
After looking below, Jossi and I were both keen to get our feet on some solid ground. I had been warned about the abseil as it can be a bit tricky to reach the anchor 40m below and it’s free hanging (ie. you aren’t able to touch the wall with your feet).
I placed an extension into the second bolt to pull me closer to the wall as I lowered down. Once I reached the level of the anchor, I was still about a meter away. After a deep breath, I started to swing myself until I finally had enough momentum to tip my foot off the lower ledge and swing into the anchor. Bingo.
As it turns out Little Big Wall is not for the portaledge connoisseurs, nor does it hold a candle to the Half Dome. I’ve quickly learned it is surely not the rock quality that drives the climbing culture in Wānaka – it’s the sense of adventure while navigating what I consider to be some of the most beautiful terrain in the world. It’s also the tight knit community of humble dark horses that fill this valley. The rough and tumble Kiwi culture runs deep through this glacial valley – as does the appreciation for this land we get to call home.
Bring charcuterie for the summit ledge.