Tuesday, 24 November 2015
I heard Kenton Cool talk of his adventures at the Buxton Adventure Festival in November and was immediately inspired. I've never been alpine climbing but after hearing Cool (as well as support speaker Heather Geluk) I wanted to don the crampons and head into the mountains.
Monday, 23 November 2015
The weather around the Peak District, and the rest of the UK for that matter, has been truly awful of late. Before the weekend just gone, the last time I touched gritstone was November 1st. The reason I remember the date so clearly was because it was around 20°C - in November.
Monday, 19 October 2015
What is British limestone to you? To me it's small holds, sharp crimps and a friction coefficient of polished steel. The total opposite to gritstone. In close proximity to Sheffield, we have both in abundance, which works well for the climbing community at large. Cold winters are the time for grit while sweaty summers lean towards the lime.
|Do you ever feel like you're being watched? Autumn in Burbage Valley|
Tuesday, 29 September 2015
Fontainebleau is a playground for people like me. It's hard not to run around and try to climb everything you come across. Walking through famous areas like Bas Cuvier and Isatis, the boulders just scream out to be climbed.
Thursday, 3 September 2015
Monday, 17 August 2015
Midges. Just thinking about writing this blog post is making me itch. The little blighters get everywhere. They have no sense of self preservation - only a desire for blood. Swarming in numbers, their chance of survival increases, but their insatiable lust for the red stuff overwhelms any instinct to prolong their tiny lives. They land in their dozens in places easily swiped with a sleeve. Their bite is a suicide call for the great hand to sweep down and wipe them away.