So I've never been a hotshot rock climber chasing the hardest grades, but I used to be able to competently lead on natural pro up to about 6a/6b French grading, preferably multipitch. Since I bought my road bike my climbing just declined horribly, so this season I vowed to get back into climbing shape as soon as my elbow, dislocated in January, would allow.

And w00t! today I repeated a local testpiece which I've only led once before, a 40 m long almost vertical 6a/b with the layback crux near the bottom, managing to mash in 2 small Aliens and one small Camalot in the course of the first 6 m i.e. did it well-protected as well. And then I onsighted a bolted 6b+ nearby.

Dang, I'm proud of myself!