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Climbs, Boulders & Top Ropes

 

 

I was splitting my time between NY and NJ when I took a Bell Labs employee to a bunch of climbing areas.  He was compiling information for a NJ rock climbing guide.  Years before that, he and I had been climbing regulars, sharing ropes at Watchung. We climbed and shared notes.  I told him about, gave him directions to, or went with him to, many hard to find, out of the way climbs.  I showed him many of my routes.  I put him on the sharp end ­at, (among other areas) Hibernia Right (my name for the cliffs: Green Pond East). After that, he took credit for climbs I had shown him, listed other areas without credit and dismissed Green Pond (some of the best climbing in New Jersey) as being a small cliff that was falling down.  The  guidebook does mention 30 routes (with no information), which, other than the Delaware Water Gap, is more routes than any climbing area in NJ, back then and now.

 

I had been developing Green Pond with an eye to running my climbing programs so being left out of the guidebook meant that I had the escarpment almost completely to myself for decades. The nature of my explorations, a search for safe, fun climbing, led me to all of the separate cliff bands.  For many years I was guiding three days a week for a program of teenagers. They were full of energy and in need of a challenge.  These students took to the rock like goats. The kids strengths, particularly Blue Gus, led me to focus on the far end of the cliff.  

 

From far off, this section of cliff has shortest profile and least vertical gain of any of the cliff sections. Up-close the zone is home to an area of instant classics.  Roofs, overhangs and corners of solid rock that gave constant challenges at every level of difficulty.  Given the long approach, loose rock, and that the rock leans in such a way that many falls end in a crash into some corner or ledge (both on lead and on top rope).  I was glad that since the late 70's, I had always kept a bare bones rescue cash half way up the cliff on a large ledge with a pine tree, at the far end of the escarpment.

 

In the 1970’s I found Bills Army Navy store in Millburn NJ. The store was a treasure trove of WWI & WWII Climbing gear. The Army navy store was dying out, replaced by the clean and orderly outdoor stores of today. The bulky obsolete gear and braided rope could be had for next to nothing. I bought it in bulk, Too heavy to carry steel carabineers, different types of pitons (soft iron flat pins, ring pins and V rings that looked like tent stakes), as well as, the three most desirable diameters of braided gold line rope. The use of this very old wave gear was not acceptable to the forward thinking climbers of the day, like the Bell Labs guys.  To me, it was the best stuff to use in my exploration and development of the cliffs.  It worked, it was the right price, and it could be left stashed in the case of an emergency.  Having just an extra rope might be critical in providing a quick rescue, avoiding the need to spend time trying to gather rescue equipment (ropes) from far-flung fire departments.  One had to be careful back then, the Local fire/rescue departments had almost no climbing specific supplies, and now, there is often no cell phone reception in the area.  

 

 

Where's michael?

Ropeless on the top of Linda's stack.

Map courteously of John Anderson

 

 

I moved to the Gunks, and continued to guide here and around the country for twenty years.  I cleaned and developed large sections  (100's of climbs) of the East and Far East Green Pond cliffs.  Zones of  corners,  overhangs,  and chimneys, vertical puzzles that can be solved by all types of climbing. and enjoyed all year round.  My Policy; visit every cliff and block, go quietly, climb and keep a low profile. I climbed in awe and reverence at my blessing of having these small rocks all to myself. Home to many 5.2-512 lines, I would climb from the ledges,  hundred foot long,  30 to 90 foot high, blocky stacks that lean up against the main face of the cliff.  I did many first ascents as reconnaissance in search of more challenging lines through the corners overhangs and roofs that awaited above.  For example, the photo of me standing ropeless above the climbs, which make up Linda’s stack. (Above right, photo: Donna Compton).

Map courteously of John Anderson

GREEN POND (Central East) 

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My climbing partners in those days were a mix of like-minded young people who I took under my wing. I helped them grow through a multitude of experiences, into some of the most fun and low impact climbers of that era. Some were paying clients, some were friends and all became both, as I became a group organizer, chaparone, babysitter and matchmaker to many of them.

 

 

(For clarity, not every climb is included below).

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Mike Freeman (a 5.13 climber in 1982/3) said the rock all leans the wrong way, after one exciting visit. Gravity is not a toy and while climbing is not rocket science if you screw up the results can be UGLY, causing reverberations all around the climbing universe.  Such is our Petri dish existence here in the megalopolis.

 

While well know, the cliffs still see very little climber traffic.  I have done a lot of climbing at Green Pond, putting up more than 100 routes, in all grades.  It's been fun climbing and great guiding them over the years. 

 

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