Monday, 5 October 2015

The walker Spur


Courage... Determination... Raw Talent... Discipline... Drive... Self-confidence... These are all great characteristics of amazing athletes. Athletes also can have specific areas that they excel in such as power, strength, speed, balance... I regard mines to be my ''Off the couch performance''!
 It's maybe not something I should be proud of, but is there any other test of endurance than sitting on your bum for a while then going for a jolly over the Grandes Jorasses?

Friday, 1 May 2015

North Couloir Direct - Dru





It isn't often that you will descend a route before you ever climb up the thing. However when I climbed the Lesuer route on the Dru a few years back, the easiest and safest descent is rappelling the Dru Couloir Direct. It was dark and whilst hanging in the air, due to it's steepness of the route, only the beam of my head torch would light up small sections of the route. I couldn't imagine how big your forearms would have to be to climb something this wild. Turns out not not big at all, cause Calum and I climbed it the other day!

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Ventriloquist - Coire an Lochain



A few days after climbing the Auricle with Mike & Ry, I traveled back up to the Gorms with Gav. We slept in the Cairngorm carpark in the back of his estate car, which was pretty comfortable. I manage to sweet talk him into doing Ventriloquist VII,7 with me. It was the original plan when I climbed with Mike & Ry on the Sunday, so it was still tickling away in my head. Also managing to get a good look at it from Auricle made me even more keen.

Monday, 26 January 2015

Auricle, Coire an Lochain (Cairngorms)



Frozen eye lashes, numb noses and frosty mono brows were the running theme of our days climbing in Lochain last week.

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Return to the motherland


I try to find the clues of where to go. The vague footprints that someone before me had left is a good indicator. ''Are we almost there?'' I look up briefly to try find my bearings, but immediately interrupted by a piercing wind on my face that makes me shy away. One step in front of the other is all I could do. the cathedral'as the guard the corries entrance tower over me.....
 Wait a minute!! I can't write this flowery shite.... I'm back in Scotland! They'll beat me up for talking like this.