The intrepid duo of Dave C and myself , Brian L, made the trudge up hill, which seems to get longer each time and eventually arrived at central slab area. Dave chose to “warm up” on “Long climb” deftly stepping up and over the initial undercut with apparent ease. Arriving at the crux spent a little time whilst arranging satisfactory gear before easing through yet another undercut gap and finishing at top in leisurely style.
I on the other hand being somewhat of a short arse made a convoluted series of ungainly though eventually successful thrutches off the boulder and onto the wall. The crux proved to be unwilling to yield Dave’s admirable protection but after 5 mins of faffing about I managed to get the piece out, minus some skin and hauled myself up top.
For some reason I’d been attracted to Arsenic slab. Having negotiated the initial wholly unprotectable traverse, I found myself again cursing my lack of height perching tip toe on polished break desperately attempting to place gear behind the flake. After an age I decided now or never and managing a strange layback/grapple to secure a place of relative security. The rest being a near non protected pad up the slab I crawled over the top with a welcome sense of relief and a large question mark over my choice of lead. Mr. C made light work of it before impending rain put paid to any further ventures for the evening.
A welcomed pint in The Elm tree and a chance meeting with John Wardy and several others who’d chosen an evening stroll, sensibly, and off home to contemplate my skin loss and choice of outdoor activity. Where to next week? Bring it on