We started off on Slug Wall. Dave led two of the bolted routes and dropped top ropes for us to play (Jon led a third, which Dave, Jon, and I climbed). Dave's two leads here were named Teenage Mutant and Ninja... the third route we climbed was at the left of the wall, the last route to involve the ledge. Too bad I don't remember the name of the third climb, because it was my favorite: challenging enough to be interesting, not so hard as to be difficult.
After climbing on Slug Wall, we went around the corner to Main Wall. HOLY STUNNING! Dave led Terror Incognita, which was a really beautiful, sustained route that started with some slab climbing, went around a roof, and finished with some tricky face climbing 25 m off the deck. I was really proud of Dave, and I was so happy he enjoyed the route.
We were planning on doing more climbing on this wall, but the sun set quickly and it started to drizzle. I only climbed four pitches over the course of the day, but considering how little climbing I've done over the past year, it was enough to roughen my finger tips on the sharp volcanic cheese grater.
The setting at Froggatt Edge is lovely. The crag is actually in a farm, a working farm, so we carefully stepped around cow pies at the base of the climbs! The rolling hills are covered with grass colored in the vibrant greenness of spring. I hate to bring LOTR into it, but seriously, couldn't you picture the Fellowship camping out at the base of this?
As part of the same road trip, we went to the agricultural Field Days outside of Hamilton, where we were entertained by Good Keen Bachelors herding alpaca (I'm not kidding); to Rotorua, where we were entertained by the smell of rotten eggs and bubbling mud (yay, geological phenomena); and to another kiwi house, where Dave saw his first, and probably last, living kiwi. Good times.