If you’re a climber, you might be familiar with the threshold where your palms start sweating. I don’t mean when it happens while you’re climbing; it happens while you’re watching footage of climbing.
Editor’s note: this article was originally published on Explorersweb.
Starting from the first sickening time you watch free soloing, you build a tolerance. You become attenuated to watching climbers risk their lives over the years. (You’re not going to see them die, right? This is YouTube …)
Maybe you try it yourself a time or two, with mixed results.
Having had all of this happen myself, the “no big deal” Honnold effect now firmly planted, I still experienced acute physical aversion watching Jonas Hainz solo “Moulin Rouge” (5.12c/7b+) in the Dolomites.
Planetmountain lauded Hainz’s bold, 1,300-foot ropeless effort, calling it “important.”
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The most important thing I can see is not grabbing or stepping on the huge sheets of loose rock hanging from the cliff.