The pitch ended on a comfortable, slanting ledge. The Loobster was shaking a bit following this pitch, and this is unusual. Almost without exception he follows in better style than I lead. I am not known for my stylish leads. The rock isn't real steep up here, but the holds aren't very big either.
Good footwork is very important.
Once around the roof I fought my way up another crack. This was much deeper, and I had to bury my arms to the elbows to get good jams. This made for some awkward climbing as I tried to layback off these holds. Reaching up and burying my left arm put me at such an odd angle that I braced my head against the wall to move my right arm. I guess it was very clear to me why I am never in the magazines.