It was back to Wales this weekend and over to North Stack.
For the second time this year I found myself climbing with MLTA collegue Jez. Fantastic day for it but getting down to the ledge on a high rising tide made for a wet traverse in. The ropes were in the washing machine this morning and all my hardware in the shower!
There is certainly one thing to be said for pumpy routes like Britomatrtis, it slows your second down. You get plenty of time to ponder all the things you could have planned for and didn't as you hang off a rusty old peg and a few little wires. Wonder what the seals made of it all?
