Flying Flesh

First route I bolted at Solitude. Vertical dihedral with technical stemming, and a long pull off a knob to a hidden hold near the top. Stout. Named after the big hunk of skin that flew off my knuckle when the wrench slipped off the bolt head.

Up ladder to ledge. Starts with a slabby crack/seam, to the right of the White Powdery Substance arete.

Bolts to anchor.