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Over the last year and a half since the last post I have been a busy little boy, first up we brought and renovated a new house, this was quite a steep learning curve for someone like me, and what I learnt is nothings impossible with a big enough hammer. This involved 7 months with virtually no climbing, which is only my second long lay off in 18 years. it turns out I love bouldering even more for not being able to do it, and I started back with a fresh load of motivasation. Enough that even the 25 plus temperatures in the wall have not been able to break it (yet)<br />
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Recently I have been trying to build a bigger bouldering hammer in order to achieve two goals. The first is to get back to climbing 8B the second is the same as it has been since climbing 8B and that is to get to 8B+. Progress is slowly being made with the first and I don't need to worry about the second till the first is done.<br />
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In 2013 I climbed the grand total of three problems that I hadn't done before the first was Baby Buddha, the second was White ladders at Stoney, (i was on the way to do some problem setting in south England and managed to get a bouldering window but obviously it rained), and the third I don't remember but I am pretty sure there were three. So far this year I am on one. Childcare really does limit the possibilities for boring problems into submission, hence the need for a bigger hammer to knock them down faster. Still the one is quite cool its a jump I tried quite a lot a fair few years ago. This year I had a 2 hour window and went to meet CJD at manor crag, I had enough time to do the project and have a tinnie, why cant it always be like this? <br />
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Yesterday I got really lucky. Having decided the best use of my day out was to go to the cave I arrived to find the road closed, bugger. Next up I went to Tramps Tea Party to find it back to its pre assent state of shit hole double bugger. I looked over the wall and the tide was in so Angel bay was out. Fuck, this was now looking like a shit choice. I wandered up to Manor Crag and melted a bit, and was amazed the cracks were still seapy, so carried on to be stung by nettles wading into caveman to look at a sheep's corpse. This left me with Bulging wall to save my rapidly evaporating sanity. Having spent a couple of sessions up there trying Cheech Marin a few winters ago I was kind of keen, but wouldn't have chosen to go there in a million years. On arrival it was shady and had a much longed for breeze, in fact only a few nettles and a dead magpie to deal with before climbing, hurrah! Having a superstitious Granddad the first thought was there is something unlucky about dead magpies or was it crows. I then remembered my pet Jackdaw (that's right I called him Jack) I found and raised from a chick that mysteriously disappeared while I was on holiday. Years later my old man admitted the chances were granddad had killed him! By this point I had lost all interest in warming up so got straight to business and tried to pull on until I could. Then I tried various arrangements of sloper, sidepull, crimp, heel hook, high toe till I decided my previous sequence though it felt close wasn't going to get that little bit closer that I needed. I ended up pulling on the sharp crimp with my left and a half crimp with my right and feet high to the right. Once I was on this turned out to be the right choice as I went to the right of the obvious sloper I had been aiming for and miraculously caught a crimp in the croozzley bit to the right. Fortunately at this point I fell off so was able to start the camera rolling, a few false starts later I got the jug and quested upwards into the grass and broken shite. In one half of my mind I was sure I had spoken to Mark and he had told me of a harrowing top out, in the cowardly half I was thinking none of the other problems top out. After pulling on a large pinch that moved a few inches and looking down to see my 10 year old pad looking a bit shit and battered I bailed, after all I like to climb rock not grass. <br />
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It was summer at this point so it was a midge hell hole, I covered myself in deet and started the process, It was always too hot but the moves got done, and after a midnight session with Jack I was ready to link it. At this point it was clear I needed it to be colder so I waited for the winter and sure enough then came the rain and a fucked elbow, then more rain. It takes 3 days to dry out as its so sheltered and has a run off on to the top holds. So in short I was getting nowhere. <br />
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January comes and we find a new house once this goes through there will be no more days off till its been done up. Loo king down the barrel of a few months with no outside climbing I set about a quick fix of training in the indy and at the mill. Confident or at least desperate that the good weather of Febuary would come again this year. And it did, so I got to climb it. Brilliant. <br />
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Well the fat and weak is coming, I have struggling with the motivation and suddenly winter is here. Now I feel keen. Really really KEEN. <br />
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At the beginning of the month before man flu took hold and Stoptober fucked me over, (off the wagon on the wagon. Climbing without smoking is HARD!) I had booked myself a few extra days off as Katz was coming for a visit, the weather long range forecast wise was looking good, I was feeling quite good, but still my projects were eluding me. Now the weather looks like it will shit out on me again, in fact of the 12 days off it looks likely to rain on 90% of them. So the cycle begins again up and down round and round no psyche, no training, little climbing. Last week I pushed and got out 4 times thanks to my understanding girl noticing I was going insane:<br />
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1- Attempt to get on project B, wet went looking for more rock, ended up stuck in a thicket of brambles and gorse, only way out was to wade down a ditch for 100 meters up to my thighs in mud and water. Fail.<br />
2- Jerry's roof, Laps on Bus Stop, Jerry's, and Wurzel Stand. Fail on Pools. Success (but not very exciting) <br />
3- The mill, locked out toys out of pram, Fail.<br />
4- Project B was nearly dry 2 days ago so another look get to ..... and its raining walk in for a look anyway its wetter. Fail.<br />
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So now the days off have passed and after a bit more on the wagon off the wagon, smoking while climbing has to be a first step, right? Step to what, that is the question full time smoking or full time quitter? Anyway as the weather was shit I went out with Mr and Mrs Katz to Elephantiasis. I was shit and it was wet. Another fail, so what to do? I constantly find myself thinking I cant do things any more. I relied very strongly on boring things to death just keep on going till the problem gives up, but at this point I am giving up. I sit and drink and eat and that is not going to help with nothing. <br />
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So its back to the mill. 10 days on fucking ace, so much more productive than outside, no its not as good, yes the rock is most important thing but in 2 hours a day I can improve, I can get sharper and stronger. This is what I need this is what makes me tick. After a month of binges I eventually step back on the scales. from a low point of 74.2KG I have topped out at 81.3KG. Fat fuck. No wonder everything felt hard. Thankfully since I wrote this its back to a more normal 78.6KG.<br />
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So there we go eat less train more and remember to try hard instead of pitying my poor decrepit fingers/elbows. <br />
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The past is written and unchangeable but the future is full of wonderful promises... However at the moment every time I speak to Si, him and Pete have found another line that was sat in the background waiting for one day. Must do project a+b, before either people get bored of waiting for me in the case of a, or people find it in the case of b. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-64330688082546600072012-08-24T06:33:00.000-07:002012-08-24T06:33:06.401-07:00What with shit weather and a unhealthy dose of paranoia that I will become fat and weak now I have a baby, I started to hit the boards quite a lot. In fact looking back through my book after a shit session I had been hitting the boards every day for some time. In fact I had 5 rest days in the last 53 days. And I managed to wonder why I was tired. What a prick.<br />
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So last night in the Indy after greasing off and having quite a lot of pain running through my shoulders and neck, I had a little rant and was given a crash course in finding trigger/ pressure points, and low and behold for the first time in 2 weeks I can move my head without it hurting! Its a miracle Hallelujah etc. So that's good and I will call the unplanned time on 'Conditioning' have a week of de loading before ramping up the intensity for a month, badabing, I am in a training cycle without the shit bit of building your base. Its that simple right?<br />
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After a few years of reading books, printing articles and stuff I am starting to think it might be. The thing about training is a lot of people talk about it, a few people plan it and hardly anyone sticks to a plan. You can search around and find people telling you front leavers wont give you tension, pull ups are a waste of time running is too catabolic, lock off training is inefficient, bachar ladders hurt you, weights make you too big, campusing is for fools, basically everything is shit. I am starting to think that this is because climbers are a negative bunch, who all want to spend their time hanging out on huge blocs in the desert and instead end up at Ravens Tor or Parisellas dodging the drips doing eliminates, and populating the internet. So what should punters like me do? Well "everything works but nothing works for long" is possibly the best bit of advice I have been given I think. So mix and match, try hard, keep making it harder and cross your fingers you don't get hurt is about as scientific as I am going to attempt this time. <br />
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I keep looking back at my yearly aims and I hate the fact that they are basically the same as they were at the end of 2010. So something isn't working. In fact the best season I had involved not going to sleep much and a lot of sniffing. I cant see that this is how Olympians train, so I guess there must be another reason. Maybe I was too fucked to get hung up about it, "don't think, feel" all that shit. You can tell you have lost your way when 1-5-8 becomes the highlight of your year I mean its not even 1-5-9 for fucks sakes. <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-46694835463177094612012-08-07T10:10:00.000-07:002012-08-07T10:10:56.873-07:00Life changing!Well I guess I have some news. Not that it will be of any interest to most of you but the future wad James arrived 3 weeks ago. He is ace and did 1-5-9 yesterday. Not really, I waved him at a beastmaker but he showed less than no interest. However I am convinced that anyone who can vomit their own body length must have a strong core. Plus the fact that on his first walk he found a 3 star Project for me, hopefully he can keep that up.<br />
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Recent trips out were First to Angel bay, where we did Muscle bound, a much better than it looks problem. <br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Next up its my most/least favourite thing GRADES, ugh. Feel free to ignore everything from here on in if I was wise I would. When I wrote <a href="http://davenoden.blogspot.co.uk/2011/02/lies-dammed-lies-and-statistics-i-mean.html">this</a> last year </span><span style="background-color: white;"> I thought yes I am going to leave it alone stop using 8A nu as I think it did encourage me to be optimistic sometimes. I also said I was going to Font as that's where they came from, well the upshot is I must be better at climbing in Font than I am in Wales. I failed to stop using it so this time I have obliterated it, it took a while as the only way I could find to do it properly was to delete each ascent individually. This turned out to be quite a cathartic experience, it feels like I am no longer a slave to what I did and the need to prop up my ego on the fact that I did X 5 years ago, instead I can move forward get better and hopefully climb harder, not necessarily as in a harder grade, just as in harder to do for me. These are 2 very different things I am learning. And that's the point as long as I am learning I am progressing, and as long as I am progressing then this silly little game of bouldering makes me very happy. And when I am happy I climb better. Look out boulders of Wales, I am going to get you, definitely not today definitely not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of my life.</span><br />
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<b><i>The cost of living 5</i></b>, this is a stunning problem now my very favourite easy one in Wales.<br />
<b><i>Accomozos Wall 6a</i></b>, nice to find this and climb it the perfect venue to combine a few beers and a few problems.<br />
<b><i>Middle bluff line 6b,</i></b> Brilliant Slab in the pass. Shame I failed to complete the<b><i> Lower Bluff 6c</i></b>, have to go back best taken with a cold cider.<br />
<b><i>Harris Arete 6b</i></b>, done before but forgot how good it was.<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;">Last Orders 7a</i> a Pill Box problem thats good and feels easy!
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<b><i>5 Knuckle Shuffle 7b</i></b>, brilliant and well worth the long walk.<br />
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<i><b>Message to Rudy 7b+</b></i>, after trying the FA with Katz and then the second FA with Hock, finally I managed to climb it, careful with that brush though!<br />
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So that's all lovely and good, but they are not the stoppers on my list, for example the first one I went to try was<br />
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<b><i>Mr Whippy 7a+</i></b>. For fucks sakes how many times is it possible to fail! remember almost doing this when I was climbing 7a, still almost doing it 14 years later.<br />
<i><b>Chris's Link 7b+</b></i> on the Pill box, its fair to say if this was my problem I would have over graded it. 2 proper sessions now. Hopefully it will go next time. I will beat the Pill box black hole, it destroys me, but one day as Doylo put it<br />
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And I guess when they do I will turn Pill Box into another roadrunner, however I doubt I will ever pull on these holds, for the Final Exam. <br />
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So there we go lots of easy climbing and enjoyable failing, that's what to do when Wales is hotter than Greece.<br />
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Now hopefully there will be something good going down soon and then a whole lot of stuff can come out. But till that point I need to maintain radio silence. I am really really fucking schizophrenic about climbing at the moment. I am bouncing from a session where I lap <b><i>Mr Fantastic</i></b> 4 times, to a session I have to dig deep to get up <i><b>Jerry's roof</b></i>. Being an emotional kind of guy I take all this to heart and allow no room for the reality of conditions or skin or tiredness. There is only one reason for failure, its because your shit. Success well its an irrelevance a fleeting thing that comes and is gone in a moment. But failure that I can really dig.<br />
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Any-road, I had a session down at The Cromlech roadside for the first time this year, and was blown around the corner to try <b><i>Diesel Power</i></b> for my attempt of the year. It was strangely good fun, highlighted a big weakness in my core strength though. Basically I can be lighter and generally weaker or stronger but too heavy on small holds, cant decide which is more fun. I guess I wasn't cut out to be a boulderer, well apart from the size of my leg and a few knee bars perhaps...<br />
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A different Dave showing admirable optimism against the Welsh winter<br />
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As well as playing on diesel I had a session trying the big move on <i><b>Louis Armstrong</b></i>, again my core was too floppy, and I spent the session hitting well round the lip but milliseconds later/earlier standing on the floor. Think I will save this one as the future wad will fall asleep as I drive to the cave and then I will have a roadside project, actually thats probably a good time to try Diesel too...<br />
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I also managed to come out of the back of the cave on <i><b>In Life</b></i>, always hated this section, mainly because I couldnt do it. Now I am semi enthused, although I generally get bored and start to hate life before redpoints arrive on these long cave things. I must remember to try and finish the Wire soon, it was all going so well was 1 move away from in the bag before I wandered off back to the hills to heal my broken soul. Well there you go what a load of hot air. Have some pictures as a reward for your patiance:<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-58308134646630524852012-04-13T02:09:00.000-07:002012-04-13T02:09:44.781-07:00A whingeYou know those goes on your projects when you are crushing and you know you are going to do it? They are great aren't they. I had one on this awesome problem I have been trying in November, but I didn't do it. I hit the lip instead of the jug and that was that, shit weather and wet days off work took over. Five months of weather watching and waiting later, I got back up there a few weeks back. I was quite pleased as the problem was still doable it hadn't all gone away. Yesterday I went back up, first go was good, second go I hit the jug, and in my surprise let go. Third, fourth and fifth goes were too close together and shit. Frustration set in as the sun came round blinding me on the last move, a move which is either difficult or I am doing wrong or the crimp is just a bit too small for my 80kg's. I have crawled up this wall working the sequence as you cant try the top without climbing the bottom and skin can quickly become an issue. 5 sessions were spent trying to go left instead of right, and progress has generally been slow.<br />
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So the sixth go... I squeaked my shoes and put my left shoe on first in a superstitious manner. Chalked up to my elbows, cleaned the holds, waited for a big cloud bank to roll in covering the sun there was a good wind blowing straight onto the face. Everything ready off I go, first second and third moves perfect, really pulling hard feel fucking bionic, then the key move. Right hand goes again to a 2 finger edge, (if you get this well you can set up really well on the crimp for the top move...) I hit it and curl my thumb over, yes yes fucking RAH etc. Drop in to the left hand crimp before moving feet and going for the last crimp before the jug. Absolute fucking control, piss, feet up and get the crimp again set up perfect left foot in and up... Right foothold snaps off and I land on the ground again. <br />
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Go straight to jail, do not pass go, do not collect 200 pounds. Gutted.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-78297860489568213152012-04-11T06:09:00.000-07:002012-04-11T06:09:54.064-07:00CasegSome problems from the odd sunny day in the winter.<br />
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A couple of years ago I suddenlly realised that contary to what I had always thought there is more to life than slopers, and love had a part to play in my world. A chance to be happy presented itself and from the botom of a pint glass I decided that this time I would not be as foolish as I had been in the past, fear of losing my options would not stop me from being happy. So this has a few repercussions the main one being the creation of my very own baby mutant. This is great and I am super keen for the summer when he/she should arrive. It does however mean that I wont be able to galavant around sleeping in woods and try problems for the next few years. <br />
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So while last trip plan was formed the goal was obvious, and plans were put in place to go and pay homage to this block where so much history had been made. A few people told me it was shit and a few more told me there was amazing climbing all over the valley, initially in my head I planned to go alone and siege the line, then I got in touch with Ug and he was keen, Jack and James were also keen so the team was set, so off we went. I wasn't really sure I was up to climbing hard having trained hard last year the season in Wales had been shit, almost no good weather on my days off, and any strength I had gained was rapidly disappearing. So a back up plan of having a nice time and ticking was formed, we arrived at Ugs. The following morning already nursing a hangover, he pointed out it was hot, and we were heading to a valley 1000 meters lower reality started to set in, this was not going to be the trip I had planned....<br />
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First up he took us to a crag called Ravio (or something like that) we got stuck in and tried this ace roof that was good and quite tricky. Nobody did it but I was pretty close before the team got bored and we decided to come back another day. Down the winding road to Vernayz, which was a great crag, after some warm ups, we did 7a+ which was amazing, its the sort of feature you get on amazing 8a's but easy. By this point I was preety desperate to see <b><i>Dance</i></b> so we decided to head up there for the evening. After a very tight squeeze through the town itself we arrived and I ran off to touch the holds. They were shiny and warm. Nice. <br />
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The following morning arrived and started same as the last, after taking the edge off the day we wandered down to the boulder it was hard and it was hot. After spending 8 dayas trying Emotional in adverse weather last trip my heart wasnt in it, and it would have taken a lot of manuvering and sulking to get the team to stay up there as opposed to the much more extensive areas around the valley. So I accepted defet and after doing a lot of the moves, but failing to link anything we set off back down to the valley. <br />
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From here on in drinking and smoking ruled. Apart looking for Fionney buried chest deep in snow, scorching in the sun at a crag we thought was La Balmaz, walking miles with a topo looking for <b><i>Master of Pouges</i></b> but it turned out it was the wrong crag. Having a half hearted battle against the slime on <b><i>Satan 8a+ </i></b>in the big roof at Vernayz, I don't remember much. And I certainly cant piece it together in any sort of coherent order. Fortunately one night I did a problem called <b><i>Tommorow comes knocking</i> </b>which at 7c was the line that saved me from coming home without a 7c or above for the first time since Font in 1998 or so. So there it is a massivley unsuccesful climbing trip for the second time this year. Roll on family holidays in Fontainbleau. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Its a hard life</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dance de Balrogs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cool 7b+ at not Balmaz</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After 30 goes we checked the topo, 6a I hope we were doing it wrong. Vernayaz. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">James on Mrs Dick 7b</td></tr>
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This week I went back to a old time line I wanted to do. It doesn't get much more roadside than this, as you drive down the Ogwen from Bethesda to Capel there is a big lip on the right. I first looked at it when I was doing a delivery in the Holland Arms van, so at the latest that is 2003. It took a few years to make any headway on it. Mainly as we only ever seemed to try it when the weather was dubious or we had been on the razz and failed to walk any further. There are 2 or 3 happy sessions on it that I remember then one shit one unfortunately it was the shit one that I remember most as this is when I did it. This hasn't happened to me before that I remember, normally its great to succeed but this week I just could not give a fuck. I think its because:<br />
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So there we go, a shit day with success, weird huh?<br />
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Then I went to Crafnant, where Jack got the First ascent of his problem the <i><b>Ratt Roof</b></i>, I was glad that he made it after 2 years of injury or rain, he had spent a good few hours cleaning this on the first visit up there and I was encoraged by the fact that sometimes people will still stay off lines that others have put the time into.<br />
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Spiderman Turned up and did <i><b>Special K</b></i>, <i><b>Grasswinds</b></i> and <i><b>Cruela</b></i>, he agreed with me that <i><b>Special K</b></i> was the hardest. Guess he must be shit too, although he did say he wouldn't use knees as they might tear his suit, I offered to lend him the knee pad but he muttered about a point of aid and refused to talk to me after that. Although upon my return I would have to admit it is easier than I thought, especially with the extra foothold that has been cleaned at the start. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-28135146960846974882012-02-27T08:50:00.000-08:002012-02-27T08:50:06.116-08:00Trigger HappyTrigger happy, that’s me. Once again the cave has sucked me in for the week. Its got to the point when I went there even though it was nice enough to climb in the hills… I have snuck up on her she hasn’t noticed its me so far and accidentally she’s letting me get to the top. I think yesterday its possible she noticed as I fell into one of her traps, expectation. She swiftly deployed a kick and I found myself unable to do the moves, worse still she greased up one of her holds and deposited me on my arse from a great height causing a rather sore cheek. I am deciding whether to turn the other cheek or to avoid her for a bit till she calms down. <br />
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Before that though I had a strange experience, sat in V12 it seemed a fools errand to go at all. The temperature was rising clouds were hugging the earth and driving down in the drizzle the Orme was covered in a claggy grey hat. As I turned down past the theatre it was blue sky and windy on the right hand side, strange days indeed. Instead of the gopping condensation I feared I found lovely cool breezy dry rock, further proof that prediction of condition is difficult best. The objective was <strong><em>Daisy from Concrete</em></strong>, an unrepeated Davies link. I had tried this in soapy condition after doing <strong><em>Halfway</em></strong> last week. Part of the attraction the cave is it does tempt you into believing you can add a different section, swapping starts and finishes, and keep on adding to it till you end up with something great. Although when you start to look to deeply at this it all seems a bit pointless, best not to dwell on it after all there is very little point to much of life, and I only make myself sad thinking about that. Anyway, first redpoint saw me drop the move to the little jug, I hit it a bit too far left and carried on swinging when I was supposed to stop. A rest and the next 2 redpoints were worse, this is when the pointlessness creeps into my brain, 4th go I felt great till a foot pop on the move before the little jug. Doylo’s words “if you ain't done it in 3 goes you wont do it” came into my head now. Some more resting and psyching up, 5th go dropped the first move which made a change to dropping the end, and 6th go made it through catching the little jug, and shockingly swinging off on the final jug. Gutted, sure that by now I had blown my wad I moved on and worked on the start of <strong><em>Crucial Times</em></strong> for an hour. I rested up for half an hour before trying it once again, mainly as a training exercise, but I did it instead, which was nice. <br />
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Next on the list was <strong><em>Broken Heart</em></strong> into <strong><em>Trigger Cut</em></strong>, after coming close on Friday I was shit on Sunday and did it on Monday. Brilliant. So this all brings me to the thorny issue of grades for these things, with Halfway Doylo had already done it so that was relatively simple for me. <em><strong>Daisy</strong></em> I think is hard 8a maybe 8a+, certainly a bit harder than <strong><em>Halfway</em></strong>, and <em><strong>Broken Trigger</strong></em> is the hardest of the three for me, soft 8a+ with the knees? Maybe or maybe I am wrong and they are all piss, who knows? Certainly not me.<br />
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I also revisited <strong><em>Clyde</em></strong> for the first time in a long time. It feels like maybe the cave will let me have this one soon, as long as I am a good boy and behave myself. The gathering of Karma has begun with simple offerings to the crag gods. The removal of litter from the cave, people can say what they like about it not being climbers that dump shit here, all I can say is its mainly old rags, chalk balls and finger tape so obviously its the local piss heads. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8686422490689027257.post-13584075372866472812012-02-12T04:42:00.000-08:002012-02-12T04:42:02.145-08:00Cave + Hills = HappyDays off dawned bright and sunny once more and finally Wales seems to be having a season. I had rested for four whole days, and as normal I was shit first day on. Normally this level of punter-dom would have annoyed me, this week I decided not to care. Recently I have realised its going climbing I love, not sitting stressing about the hardest thing I can possibly do. Obviously these little battles and sieges are a big part of working towards your limits and surpassing these is massively satisfying, but and its a big but, single minded determination is sharp on both sides, for me its good to relax and smell the roses sometimes. So I headed out and put some effort into a project, used the best of my skin and energy before heading up to meet a team at the Mallory boulder. After an amusing chat with an elderly lady about carrying mats all the way up the hill just to boulder, quote of the day:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After a few beers at the crag I retreated home and had a few more before hitting the heights for a few more and great plans were made for the following day, there was no one who wouldn't be out and no where that we couldn't go. Suffice to say my recent sobriety saw me hammered, and at 8 am I checked to see if it was dry it wasn't and I felt like shit, so back to bed to try again in a couple of hours. After a bacon butty, coffee and some ibuprofen I was back to a slightly less sweaty mess, with a sinking heart and a banging head I was put in Joe's van and taken to the Cave, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</tbody></table>Horror struck deep into my bones, here I was in this place once again, after a few years of avoidance it keeps on coming back to this climb inside or climb in the cave. On arrival it was fairly dismal, but with much repeating of "oh yes sticky damp" the team got stuck in, Jack surprised himself by almost doing <i><b>Left wall High</b></i> and <b><i>Lou Ferrino</i></b>, Joe got stuck in with redpoints on <b><i>Lou Ferrino</i></b>, finally free of the hernia that has stopped him trying for a while. I amused myself by going from the start of <b><i>Left wall </i></b>to the start of <b><i>Rockattrocity</i></b>, which I instantly claimed was a problem in its own right that should be known as <b><i>Pil</i></b> 7c/+, Pete arrived and got rid of the /+ for me. After this I dropped the last move of <i><b>Halfway House</b></i> due to it being sopping wet. It appears that Cave Psyche is back for both Jack and I, and instantly we went back the next day, after dropping the last moves 3 more times in fairly horrific conditions I decided it wasn't a random fluke which made me happy. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">All in all a great set of days off, the cave is back on my agenda, and it feels like this year I might even get one of the bigger lines done, I did get keen last week when I wrote that list. Hopefully this time I will focus and follow through with one link rather than flutter about before doing another Lou Ferrino eliminate. Still they are good. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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