“Did you see the climbers? They look grubby and very tired!”
Overheard in the CalMac waiting room in Castlebay after returning (grubby and tired) from a week on Pabbay.
I get a touch of imposter syndrome poking my nose into this thread so had a similar feeling of doubt that my climbing skills were up to scratch when joining a wee team heading out from Barra on the Boy James last week.
Stunning conditions for a few days got me into the swing of things before wind and swell built up a bit. Committing sea cliff abseils are always a little intimidating so mellow seas and passing porpoise feeding in tide races made for a bit more of a chilled mood for the climbing than I know that the Atlantic can throw at the cliffs.
My total lack of climbing fitness due to injury/life stuff getting in the way was a bit frustrating, but the rock was amazing, the crew an absolutely sound bunch of folk and the island itself a totally refreshing place to be. Inspiring to see folk getting onto some astonishing and improbable looking routes too.
Incredible wildlife including minke whale, dolphin, porpoise and grey seals, skua, snipe, corncrake, terns, gannets and sea eagles to name a few. Not many cliff nesting birds at all which was a bonus for the climbing. Bioluminescence in the sea during a midnight dip was a mind blowing surprise – I thought it only happened in warmer waters, but it turns out that it’s just more likely that folk go nightswimming without the prerequisite amount of alcohol advised for Hebridean seas.
I’ll hopefully be posting in here more frequently as I’ve realised that need some proper climbing mileage to make the most of such amazing places and really wish I could have done more before this trip.
Bàgh Bàn
Grey Cossack
Spooky Pillar
The Great Arch (not somewhere I ventured, but I’d love to return for The Priest or Prophecy of Drowning some day)