I’ve spent countless winter days in The Real Big Drip cirque over the past three years. Sending RBD, retrofitting RBD, establishing The Real Small Drip, and occasionally wandering in without climbing anything at all.

Through all that time, a deep cleft in the steep wall across the way whispered to me. In quiet (bored) moments at the belay, I’d stare across at it, passively contemplating a summer mission to discover what it was all about. Sometimes the sun would rise high enough above the ridgeline to kiss it. I would stuff down dreams of rock climbing season, and return to my frozen adventures at hand.

Rappeling photos don’t normally steal the show, but I love this one. The third rappel.

Into the Ghost

But this fall, the time finally came for a Ghost Rock adventure. Nick and I were optimistic that it could be a Type One Fun option, instead of another dice-rolling mission to Castle Mountain. We hoped for the best, but feared the worst. Deep chimney systems in the Rockies are not known for their rock quality. We gathered our choss-sieging gear, piled into my Tacoma, and drove into the Ghost River Wilderness.

The drive in the summer, with a freshly graded road, was lovely. And the approach trail has really improved over recent years. We found ourselves at the base of the wall with minimal hassle. Question marks loomed above, but spirits were high.

Pitches four and five have a lot of the steeper terrain.

How is it this good?

I’ll forgo my usual rambling narrative and get straight to the point. We climbed about 300 meters of rock before topping out at 2:30pm. About 200 meters of it was beautiful chimney climbing on immaculate grey rock. Like Juggernaut only a month before, it felt like a gift from the Limestone Gods.

It wasn’t even the thrashy squirming that I’ve come to appreciate in tight chimneys. It was dance-like stemming and back-to-one-wall feet-to-the-other shuffles. And plenty of jugs and perfect edges. I can’t think of a better chimney route I’ve done, even on my beloved Yamnuska.

‘An ocean of grey’ is one my favorite descriptors, right after ‘An improbably traverse’.

The way down

Our descent proved slightly involved. We added and moved rappel anchors, placed a few more protection bolts, and trundled any loose rock we could get our hands on. For good measure, we made sure to mess up our tag line system on the last rappel, forcing us to ascend 50m of rope to free it.

There’s still a bit more tidying to do, which will happen during another lap at some point. But even as is, this is the easiest to recommend route that I’ve ever put up. Get after it!

Pitch one has pretty good facing climbing, but it’s certainly not the money. There’s a few more bolts on it now.
“How is the rock this good?? It’s a freakin’ chimney, it should be choss” …. “Ghost Magic?” (P2)
Topping out P2, which has loads of proper chimney movement.
Stem stem. P5.
Real stem stem, with a great setting. P5.
Is it still a butt/crotch shot if the torso is in it? P6, happy to be past the crux.
The final anchor, first rappel.
This wall is just aesthetically gorgeous.
This is where the anchor is for rap 5. Not hard to find.

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