Nabuchodonosors where ancient hipster proto-reptiles that liked to party so much they couldn't even crawl straight.
Likewise, you'll need to wander right 'n' left 'n' right again up this beautiful, vertical wall. With pockets a'plenty you can slay hole like a high school quarterback—but they can be reachy for Oompa-loompas.
Crux may be trying to figure out which bolt to clip near the top where three climbs tend to converge. Or else trying to de-pucker after you discover that the anchor is rusted through like a salty seaside Vanagon abandoned by a pack of hippies.
Lucky for you there's a solid, alternate anchor just a few feet right. Clip and enjoy!
Soft for the official 11a (6c) grade given. But R. Kelly's of the climbing world with a penchant for water sports rejoice—this one puts you out in shooting range, directly above the losers on "Le 13eme Travail d'Hercules." Perhaps a bit too much of that Gatorade, today?
Very right side of the Spartacus. See the sparse bolts trending right? Way out above the white, blocky rock? Yes you do. Now go claim your joy...
Many draws. More than twelve. A can of Rust-Oleum wouldn't kill ya (but that first anchor might).