On Sunday, Doug and I climbed The Bastille (5.7+). Doug led the odd pitches and I led the even ones. When we arrived, there was a party of multiple people who were on it and a couple parties of two in front of us. We were surprised because we got there very early in the morning. Apparently, not early enough!
Eventually the group with all the people cleared off the cliff. One of the groups of two bailed, in favor of doing something else. The duo in front of us were up the route rather quickly, so we decided to give it a go. We hoped to get to the summit before the summer rain came.
Doug at the anchors of Pitch 1
Looking down from the anchor of Pitch 2
Doug nearing the crux of Pitch 3
Doug’s mentally disturbed belayer
Clare staying calm and cool on top of Bastille. It was going to start dumping rain any moment now!
Doug scrambling down the Bastille
What we just scrambled down. Not too bad when it’s dry, and thank heaven’s it was!
Tags: Eldorado Canyon, Rock Climbing, The Bastille