Aha, Holy thread resurection. And alas Spin’s comment is quite apposite. Half a mo….
So my new boots finally arrived, in the middle of a thaw. A last minute midweek rummage on the internet last week took me to some hideous hole in the ground in the Peak District for….
Dry Tooling… it wasn’t anything like as painful as it sounds, and actually I bloody loved it. Did 4 routes including a big traverse,
which was bloody excellent.
Not only was it my first DT, and my first winter route for nearly ten years, it was probably only my 10th day roped climbing in the last 6 years. All the old emotions and concerns, and elations cane flooding back.
It started off as just an excuse to try the new boots, but I’ll be going g back as soon as I’ve found some monos.