It was an early start for the notches, left with a lovely view of Diamondhead just after 6.
On the lookout, waiting for my friends to arrive, all ended up bailing except Kenji.
It was a popular trail this morning, a large team was to do the southern KST from this point so we heard, passed a few others along the way.
“Every step I take is the furthest I’ve gone” I told Kenji, just passed the second notch here.
Eyeballing the gnarly spur ridge off of the notch here, we were going to tempt our luck on it’s back.
Kenji working his way up the chimney. Soon I followed. It wasn’t as bad as I thought.
This was the worst part for me. One slip up and you had about a 100 foot fall below, unstable footing, crumbly rocks. I needed rope, and Kenji climbed up and threw some down to me.
We climbed down the spur ridge a little bit. I’d go further, I told Kenji, if we had more rope. It was just too risky to do without insurance.
Coming back up, this was our anchor.
Working our way up to the K1 summit.
