Ok so I've sat on this for a few days now just thinking about it and figured I'd share with the rest of the mags.
Story:
A good weekend for climbing though a little rain was going to be in the area, we decided to head from Lubbock down to Enchanted Rock (near Austin, Tx). I wanted to do some trad and work on my slab climbing technique and also get out with another friend who had only been gym climbing and show him the 'ropes'. Well, as we had feared, it rained on us the first night (which was also a story of camping on the side of the road in our cars because the camping sites were all taken by a boy scout troup who weren't actually using them) and some that morning, leaving everything fairly damp and forcing us to find some dry boulder problems for the morning.
By noon, things were starting to dry out enough to get on ropes, though it was still kind of sketchy on slab climbs with less friction than normal, so we picked out a fairly easy lead to get the new guy some climbing in. I spent the better part of 20 minutes leading the 70ft route as it took a lot of coaxing to get myself to trust my feet on the still damp granite, especially when it became slightly run out to the anchors.
So I get down and start to eat lunch, while in the meantime another group had come up and started to climb about 30 yards to the left of us. As I relax and watch the new guy start climbing I begin to watch the guy on the left of me get up to a ledge, and by ledge I mean maybe 4 inches of good foot and a decent spot for hands, and start conversing with his belayer and other members of the group. I overhear something about him not seeing any bolts or anchors above him and I kind of kick into "what the hell is he doing" mode. As I listen I hear one of his buddies ask if he is OK to stay where he is on the ledge for a while, and he says he is alright. Then there was some conversation between the others down below that I didn't hear and the next thing I see is him leaned over on the rock, pulling out rope from beneath, effectively taking himself off belay, and then tossing it to his right. I realize a few seconds later what is really going on when he pulls a trad rack up from the slack he just tossed over. He was obviously on something he shouldn't be on and didn't have the skills to be on.
This is when I decide it is a good time to intervene. I probably should have done it sooner, but I didn't realize the ignorance of the climber/ group until then. I run over to their belay position as quick as I can get there, and ask them what the situation is, though once I got there I saw the immediacy. He had climbed up 20ft to the first bolt and clipped that, then climbed up another 30 ft to the "ledge" he was on now and sketched out over the runout of the route.
I assess what I have the ability to do and tell them I'll ascend the rope we I just fixed and set up an anchor and belay him from above to safety. I then run back to our rope and sling a rope and anchor building supplies to myself and quickly hand over hand my way up our rope before having to run the top 30 from our anchor to the top of the ledge out, fortunately it was a very mild class 5.
From there I traversed over and found a nice rock to use for a wedge and decided this would be sufficient enough for belaying the stuck individual as I didn't want him to spend any more time than absolutely necessary without being on pro. I found a set up rap anchors about 25 feet away, and proceeded to feet the rope through and flake enough rope out to throw him a new line. This is where I realized the gravity of what I was doing. If I missed and he lunged, or hit him with the rope and knocked him off balance, he would fall and most likely get injured severely or die. So, I said a little prayer and made it clear I didn't want him lunging or making anything more than a small movement to get the rope and then tossed. Things kind of went into slow motion at this point, the end of the rope with figure eight on a bight tied to it landed 3 foot above his hand and draped itself right between his arms. I couldn't repeat that throw in 10 years of trying, but I was more focused on him getting safe at that point. He was a little confused as to what to do with the rope and I instructed him to get the locking carabiner from his tether and attach it to the rope and that to his belay loop, I would have put a beaner on there to begin with, but I didn't want to hit him with it or crack the beaner and put him in a worse position.
He attaches the beaner and I instruct him to climb up if he thinks he can as it would be easier for me to just belay him up in the position I'm in, but it quickly becomes clear that he won't be able to do that, so I tell him to weight the rope slowly and traverse over below me. He does this and I slowly start to lower him while keeping myself between a large boulder and the ledge.
I then hear some sort of commotion, but cannot see what is happening as he has gone over the ledge and out of my view. Well then I feel another weight on the rope, and call down to one of my friends who was trying to deal with the issue to find out what is happening as the bumbling idiots on the other team don't seem to find it necessary to inform me of whats going on. My friend yells to me and tell me that the girl who gave the guy the trad rack was also stuck on a ledge about 20 foot up. Well I realize how stupid these people are as my friend tells me she is trying to get her rack back before she gets safe on the rope. I can hear my friend yelling at her to keep the rack on him and just clip into his belay loop and rope. So she does this and some more mumbling goes on down below that I can't understand, and I'm trying to get them to tell me whats going on when the rope starts penduluming. I call down, at this point very frustrated, asking what the hell they are trying to do and I hear the guy say he is trying to get the draw back, which is now 30 ft to the left. So both of them are trying to run back and forth for this draw. Realizing how stupid of an idea this was took only long enough for me to finish "STOP!" I followed it with "You need to both QUIT doing anything and listen to ME! I WILL GET THE DAMN DRAW WHEN I RAPPEL DOWN!!!"
My friends say I was quite intimidating at this point, and they finally started to listen to me. I lowered them and set up a rappel and gathered the draw and quickly made it to the ground. I was happy to be down there, but very angry with the people who got into the mess. As soon as I get down they offered a handshake and a "thanks" and quickly asked for their draw back and "where are we exactly?". I kept my cool, gave them their draw and sternly told them to pay attention to what they were doing, and not do routes that weren't obviously bolted or have anchors at the top. Then I told them to be safe and not get others in danger with their recklessness.
In a way I didn't want to give them their draw back, and I wanted the lady with the trad rack to take it back to whatever store she just bought it from. She obviously shouldn't have been using it, or didn't know how to use it if she sent it to the guy who was stuck on a slab face climb. I wanted to yell at these people till I was blue in the face. I was mad that their stupidity in more than just him getting stuck up there had endangered me, fellow climbers, his friends, and himself, and they didn't care to understand the gravity of the situation. All that needed to happen was a cramp or a gust of wind and that guy could have killed himself, or a friend. I didn't want to watch/ be apart of this guy falling to his death.
So to sum this up:
-In whatever you do in the mountains this year, be safe.
-Remember you aren't the only one your actions affect. Don't be selfish.
-Plan for mistakes and be able to handle the consequences.
-By all means push your boundaries, but be able to handle the "trials" you give yourself.
I know those are all things most people on this board know and live by, but seriously I don't want to read any "someone started an avy above us and I lost a friend" stories.
Now get out there and play!
Brice
(Sorry this was so long)
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