I wrote this after meeting UKCs Rob Greenwood on Stennis Head. Off hand he said ‘I didn’t realise there was an actual scene down here’ – This isn’t a rundown of the scene, or even a coherent narrative, more of a – ‘My Pembroke’ ‘Yeah but it’s shit in the winter…and there are no jobs’ I’ve […]Read More What’s it like to be a Pembrokeshire Local? An actual live in local.
In the British climbing community, you’re bound to have heard of Lofoten at some point. Usually described as being one of the only places on the planet that has more rainfall than North Wales. Tales of terrible storms, weeks spent sat in a tent waiting for dry weather and mind-bending frustration at poor conditions conjure […]Read More Late-season luck in Lofoten.
A faint orange ribbon had been growing across the eastern sky for nearly an hour. Sat there, shivering in my bivvy bag the warning words of the guide book echoed around my head. ‘Long’ – ‘Serious’ – ‘Remote’ “Yeah but if we split it into two days we should be fine – there’s a huge ledge above pitch […]Read More Tape, Tea and Taylor Swift on the Storpillaren
“Go to Hell”. In England: [insult] instruction. Requests the target of said insult proceed directly to endless burning torture in the afterlife. In Norway: [advice] suggestion. Informs the target of said advice of their best chance to climb dry rock in the seemingly permanent precipitation of the Trondheim area. After 2 and a half weeks of thrashing […]Read More Going to Hell
“Once you get the moves up the slab there’s another rest.” Said Henning, a tall Norwegian climber with quite the knack for throwing in kneebars where they shouldn’t exist. The German gave him a quizzical look. “Slab?” He questioned. “Its, ‘technical wall climbing’!”. He was right of course, but it seems anything in Hanshelleren cave […]Read More Cave Life
The four days we’ve been in Sweden have taught us three things. 1. House music can always be found if you scan through enough radio stations. 2. Swedes all drive estates. 3. Bohuslan granite is good. Really good. “Bo-hu-slan, I told you about it months ago” Andy sounded rather exasperated that I had no idea […]Read More Flügger färg!
“Diverted traffic! There we go”, we turned accordingly for another little yellow sign, hidden behind a bush like an Easter egg. We had been part of this diverted traffic for over an hour, a result of splitting all other traffic from the freight lorries in the somewhat incredible ‘operation stack’, in which 5 and a […]Read More Operation Stacked
All climbers know the feeling. You open your eyes to see canvas above you – you’re in your tent. You’ve slept in late to recover, because you’ve just come down from an absolute epic. Stupidly, you decide to try and sit up. Mistake. Every single muscle in your body aches, like you’ve just gone 15 […]Read More Another new supporter!
For those of you who read about our Yosemite antics, or watched the video of us on Triple direct, you will have noticed a particular element of our trip that played a somewhat central role in our comfort, happiness, and probability of success: Hydration. We all know how much hydration can effect your output in […]Read More New Supporter Announcement!
Finally we have surfaced again, having held our breath through a storm of coursework, presentations and exams. Bursting through the other side of our Final year Exhibitions, desperate for some time to climb on real rock (after a considerable amount of beer and sleep). The next couple of months in Nottingham with no uni work […]Read More The light at the end of the library.