Factor2
Dec 2, 2008, 10:22 PM
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Well, this isn't so much dumb as it is out of necessity, but probably one of the more dangerous situations I've been in.
My Partner and i were on the fourth pitch of a route. I was nearing the end of the rope, and was about 40' from my last piece on 5.9/10 ground, and out of earshot of my belayer. I looked and looked but could not for the life of me (almost literally) find a suitable anchor spot. Eventually off the left i saw a little divot in which i could slot a flaring stopper. I placed this marginal piece, slung myself to it, found a hold for one hand, and called that my anchor. The scariest part was when there was no pro left between my partner and I, just that one stopper and my hold.
(This post was edited by Factor2 on Dec 2, 2008, 10:22 PM)
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