The Winter Drag
I walked down past the empty Christmas stalls, in the cold pouring rain, the puddles seeping into my trainers and Stop the Calvary by Jona Lewie echoing from a distance. […]
The short stuff…
I walked down past the empty Christmas stalls, in the cold pouring rain, the puddles seeping into my trainers and Stop the Calvary by Jona Lewie echoing from a distance. […]
On my first acquaintance with Ropes of Maui (8B) I thought this is really quite hard and I will need to improve my climbing to do it. One or two of the […]
Since getting back from a week of sun in Siurana at the start of January, winter was terrible. I did have visions of it being worse, but only ever so […]
Climbing E8, F8a and font 8a would I guess to many mark a certain level of competency in their given sub worlds of climbing. The hardest one to attain being […]
Waking up on my first day in Bangor, I opened my curtains to glorious blue skies. As guessed, freshers week, and the weather is mint. My first thoughts wandered towards […]
As September draws on, and with moorland objectives not looking a go, I have been back at the usual grit crags, scraping what I can from this years grit season. […]
As summer held on to the lower grounds I ventured up onto the Moorlands, where autumn was beginning to make an appearance. A day after returning from Portugal, Shining Clough […]
After doing The Zone I was kinda looking forward to a bit of warmer weather, and easing in to the summer swing of things. But it stayed cold and it was still […]
A great year, concluded in pictures. Winter Spring Summer Autumn
Bouldering. For a quick hit, in the cold, between the showers does a good job at quenching our appetites. After injuring myself on it previously, I turned my attention to […]