The Sting, fat as ever! |
The Drainpipe, IV/V 5 was great. We did it in one long pitch. Starting on steep ice, then into a series of narrow iced grooves, much steeper then I thought they were going to be. Good continuous climbing though.
The grim weather |
Ollie on reaching the top said 'Your a prick, for making me come ice climbing, its like torture!'. It cracked me up. He had borderline hot aches all the way up the route it seems. But they didn't quite go over the edge, make him cry and then warm up again, he was just stuck with the pain. He's not going to winter climb with me again apparently. We'll see about that!
By the time we had done that it was half 3 and the weather was so grim we didn't fancy another route. The combination of spindrift and strong gusts felt like a sandblaster to the face. And me not having checked the weather before setting out had not prepared for it, with the 'oh its only Cwm Idwal, if it gets grim we can easily retreat' attitude didn't bring a buff, goggles or much clothing. So I certainly had a miserable time of it. Getting blown over and falling into holes from other peoples feet that were covered by the spindrift.
The routes up there are in awesome nick at the moment! I think I'm going to head back there tomorrow with Jon, the forecast sucks, but I'll be better prepared!
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