Think about the autobiographys of Dawes and Muffatt,,,Very big long words would be called something like, Vendi Vindi Vinci.Can not spell words would be called, I looked good and felt grate! I was the beast!
I was the Beas... oh, never mind...
"Are"
Smart, that could do with some topos. Out of curiosity what's the official advice going to be about the death gearing up/picnic spot above the collapsing descent gully?
You "Are"se still the beast kneast
And the top bit I couldn’t work on a rope, because of the nature of where it was, so I did that bit onsight. The top bit of Gaia was onsight. It was a mantle, and I’d sketched where I was going to put my foot. I’d had a really good look at it, and knew what the move was, and committed myself to that move, knowing from experience that that would make that much friction and all I could hold on. So, my basic style was not really to toprope the routes — it was to try them on abseil so I got all the moves, and then the last bit of unknown would be doing them on a link, when I led it. So, whether that’s easier or harder, I have no idea, but that’s how I did my routes. What I did it, I did them in sections, so I’d abseil down, do a move, do two more moves, grab the rope, clamber down the rope, jump into the rock, jump up on the rope and take some rope in, and then I’d try the next overlapping section. But what I hadn’t done was do the whole thing in a oner. What about the term “headpointing”?I invented the word headpointing, I think. But I don’t like it — it’s a terrible expression
It's that on-sighting E7 and above on grit must be incredibly hard.
Yes, you might not be in the premier league, but you are capable, easily so, of flashing things like End of the Affair. They are, as you say, relatively piss.
