I'm pretty sure I also remember a tale from one of my old timer mates of a young Ben Bransby falling off the top of Chee Dale cornice after some miscommunication with his belayer, landing flat on his back on my mate's sandwich box completely destroying it, and walking away unscathed.Can anyone confirm whether this is true?
I've heard of Ken Palmer doing various routes at Ansteys in his wellies,
Dan honeyman used to reinforce his wingmirrors and joust with oncoming cars trying to take there wingmirrors off.
Quote from: haydn jones on November 28, 2016, 04:52:42 pmDan honeyman used to reinforce his wingmirrors and joust with oncoming cars trying to take there wingmirrors off.Did he drive everywhere in reverse?
Did someone once get stuck in a handjam on Ressurection on the Cromlech and have to be rescued?
He also used to speed up going through speed cameras as he had a French number plate. So scary driving through the peak with him, especially as he was screaming 'that's fuckin E8' whilst overtaking a car on a blind corner .
Quote from: Wood FT on November 25, 2016, 04:00:50 pmDid someone once get stuck in a handjam on Ressurection on the Cromlech and have to be rescued?One on Noah's Warning.
That Aid line in Whiston, you started it off the top of a fridge to get the first bolt head. I can remember being 2/3rds up and my brother was belaying, he shouted up at me, 'look-out!' as a single mattress was flung off by one of the owners of the properties. On another occasion I got hit by a load of grass cuttings!
Big Ewan. Reputation for being as hard as a bag of six inch nails from B&Q. But underneath that tough exterior beats a warm heart. And I will prove it with this story. Myth, legend or apocryphal – it should be true. Pete Chadwick is just sitting down to his evening meal when he gets a call on his mobile. It is Ewan.‘Pete, help! I was on a run in Sefton Park and I’ve been mugged by a gang of scallies!’Pete jumps in his car and finds Ewan sitting on a wall covered in blood. He takes him back to his flat, washes the blood off and is amazed to find that there isn’t a scratch on him. It was all other people’s blood.‘So what happened to the scallies?’ says Pete. ’How many of them were there?’ ‘About six.’ ‘Six? Shouldn’t we tell the police?’ ‘Oh no, they’ll be all right. I left them all in the recovery position.’
Our first trip to Pembroke in 1982 with the late Tom Herley and Jim Hewson. We went down in Tom's Opel Ascona. He drove across the Widnes bridge in the "3rd lane" whilst telling us that he'd just welded the back axle together. What a journey! We arrived late at night and pitched our tents at the top of Mother Carey's kitchen. In the morning Jim and Tom abseiled down on Tom's hawser laid rope....it creaked! As I was just about to abseil on it, Tom shouted up that he'd found it in the Alps. Mike immediately uncoiled our ropes and we abseiled in on those. RIP Tom.