I remember being absolutely exhausted on reaching the summit of this very good, sustained, 1800-ft climb, which is rather like a miniature Walker Spur to look at, and very commmitting. It had only been done about 4 or 5 times before, and I think we encountered just one rusty peg. So it had all the feel of pioneering (indeed we were probably climbing some variation pitches that had never been done before, because the way was not always obvious)