The Sword was next (11a).
"Ya psyched?" I asked.
"Kinda," he replied.
"Well get to it then. Don’t worry, I’ve got the next one.” I winked. He gave me a wry smile knowing the pitch after this one would require an easy bit of aid climbing.
I paid out slack, as I watched him make his way up the rock. The Sword is reported to have two cruxes, both rated 11a. I watched carefully as he passed through the first one. Sent. I whooped from the belay once he got through the second one, then yelled. “Nice job on the crux!” I was greeted by a triumphant grin when I reached the top.
"Safe!” I heard from somewhere above.
“Off belay!” I yelled back.
Once all the slack was taken in, I started working my way along the pitch. I followed in his hand and foot placements around the flake and back toward the crack. Joining him on the ledge, we took in the scenery. From the face of the Chief, the view was spectacular. The Howe Sound was laid out before us with a steep mountain range behind it. What an incredible vantage point! The view would be similar from the top of the Chief but those above would not have the satisfaction we felt in that moment. All the hours and hours of skill building and fitness training had given us the ability to reach this point. I looked to my left and saw the Bellygood Ledge extend into the trees. Steeling ourselves, we shuffled along the face, attached to the chains toward horizontal respite. The chains are there to keep climbers from tumbling off the face. Thankfully, it worked.