The first pitch had some sketchy loose blocks on it but nothing too bad. Wild steep 5.10 climbing up a dihedral much like the first pitch of North Country. The second pitch was some steep stemming up a difficult to protect corner which eventually forced me to traverse left around an arete and climb the face to a makeshift anchor just below the roof. I clipped the anchor and started fist jamming out the roof to the first chockstone which was a hell of a reach. Took a couple of trys but I eventually grabbed it, shoved my leg up in roof and locked my knee in. The first chockstone was a bit wobbly but felt like it wouldn't come out. The second chockstone was a solid welcomed rest. Totally horizontal, knee locked and clutching the middle chockstone I struggled to move an inch. The last (3rd stone) was a loose block about the size of a toaster which I was certain was going to pull out. Try not to pull it out as you need it to progress upward and if it pulls it will fall strait for your belayer. I made a houdini move or two, got my foot up and pulled out of the roof to a huge ledge. Totally spent and ready to vomit I built an anchor in a bomber crack. Way burley, committing, gnarley and totally fun. I can't believe I actually got the onsight. You gotta fight for it.