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Adrenaline magazine - July 2008
Climbing the Thaiwand Wall, Railay, Thailand
by Sam Lightner Railay’s Thaiwand Wall is as beautiful as the face that launched a thousand ships. Its perfect 200-metre multihued form rears up out of the Andaman Sea and from it drip stalactites like the wax from a candle. It’s obviously a debatable assertion to claim that Railay’s Thaiwand Wall is the finest crag is southeast Asia, but I doubt whether there are many climbers who have experienced it who will mock the assertion. This chunk of rock is special in lots of different ways. Firstly, it is hollow; non-climbers can ascend fixed ropes and ladders all the way through it from behind, starting from the northern end of the incomparably beautiful Phra Nang beach and emerging 30 metres above the equally stunning West Railay beach. The only piece of equipment needed is a torch. Secondly, the view from its middle- and upper reaches is simply sublime, the buttressed ramparts of Tonsai’s Sleeping Indian Wall framing the beach in an almost impossibly lovely rock amphitheatre. Thirdly, this place has routes for everybody, from‘rock-faller-offers’ and intermediate crag-hangers
through to the rock gymnasts many of us so Fourthly, the rock here is just gorgeous, like a nonexistent volcano had poured multicoloured lava all down it, while leaving often tiny and sometimes agonizingly sparse holds along the way.
This spire’s impressive size and angle kept
climbers at bay for some time. Thailand - Thaiwand Wall Climbing Hazards:
Thaiwand Wall Climbing Legend, Thailand
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I had a hangover that could have killed a
water buffalo. This was normal. What was not
normal was the place I had chosen to sweat
out the Mekong Whiskey haze. Greg and I had
got up early, still buzzing and spinning, then
spent two hours thrashing through untouched
jungle, clawing over the razor-sharp rocks
of southern Thailand until we reached the
rock-face. We had spent the next eight hours
on the northwest arête. We’d gone back
and forth and up and down in order to avoid
slicing through the rope and being grated like
Parmesan all the way down to the Andaman
Sea. Now we’d crossed over the arête near the
summit and were contemplating an unknown
number of abseils back down to terra firma.
It was 6pm; we had only three ropes, a small
drill, and no safety gear left. In 30 minutes it
would be dark, and in our stupor both of us
had forgotten headlamps. |
All things considered, the hangovers were theleast of our worries. Greg did the first abseil,
dropping over small bits of orange and white
rock mixed with the dreaded dark gray sharp
stuff, not saying a word as the rope popped
across the daggers. He slipped under a huge
overhang and swung out over the darkening
jungle, then back in, and clung to the wall.
Moments later he began drilling and then
secured a bolt in the rock. I fixed the rope and
headed down. Twenty minutes later I was on
the sharp end, swinging wildly over the dark
jungle at the bottom of the rope. I got in an
anchor and Greg descended.
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We had already decided that we would assume that three full-length ropes would make it to the ground. Greg, when he came down on the second fixed line, committed us to reaching the ground or to spending the rest of our lives on the wall.“Bleakness - I see a bleak future for us.” Greg then admitted that he now had doubts about our reaching the ground. I thought we would but had to concede that getting close was not an option. At that time, the only two climbers capable of mounting a rescue on the entire continent were the two of us, so if we ended up not reaching the ground it would be a long wait. Still, we were committed. I told Greg again that I thought we would make it. He agreed that I should go and see. In pitch black I descended from the cave, sliding down about 8 metres until I reached a ledge. Below there was no sign of the ground, just darkness. Maybe Greg was right.“What do you see?” he said calmly. There was not a hint of wind, so no need to yell.“Bleakness - I see a bleak future for us.” |
“Hmmm.” “Oh, well” I replied, “I’m going for it.” I heard him laughing, but it wasn’t a reassuring laugh. The wall quickly disappeared into darkness and I was twisting in space. After 20 seconds of descent, I pulled up the end of the rope and tied a knot in it to prevent me from abseiling off its end, then dropped it. Twenty seconds later, I was at my knot. I hung there for half an hour, trying to come up with excuses to lay on the blond Italian who was now waiting for me at Coco’s, only 300 metres away. Nothing would work, I’d just have to clip my karabiners on a new project. if I ever got out of this. I guessed by looking at the nearby trees that I was perhaps 9 metres above the ground. In the faint starlight I could see the wall, but there was just no way to reach it. I’d stopped swinging far above, and basic Newtonian physics dictated that I wouldn’t reach it unless someone came along and gave me a shove. On a high spire in southern Thailand at 8pm on a February night in 1992, that wasn’t very likely to happen.

The above image is of the mag editor, Simon Ramsden, on Thailand's Thaiwand Wall
Then it hit. There hadn’t been a sparrow’s
breath of wind for days, but suddenly I was
pushed by a gust. I swung a bit, then it hit
again. This time I worked the swing like a
kid on a playground swing. Moments later,
I was clinging to the wall, and the wind quit
blowing. I tied off the rope, climbed down and
yelled for Greg. We spent the next three hours
crawling through the trail-less jungle, using
fireflies and an occasional star as the only light
source.
We spent the next two days recovering, then
we began chopping a trail and scaling the
ropes. The Thaiwand had been climbed. Those
ensuing weeks were a lot of fun, but they
might not have been. I’m pretty sure that at
its end, ‘someone’ gave us a little help.
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