Then half an hour trying an overhanging prow, leap for a sloper kind of problem that would probably have been a goer before the crimpy wall but made my forearms burn as I misssed the sloper by 2 inches again.
Meanwhile Flea and Stu continued their soloing careers as everyone else looked on. Everyone else that is except me, who looked away. Still don't like watching people solo. I can't justify the risk myself anymore, at least not very often. Easy to say that when you have done your share I guess.
