Spent the weekend in garriwerd / the Grampians on a rock climbing club trip, where I got to do a couple of days trad leading (this is a style of climbing where you take the rope up with you as you climb, and put various devices into crevices and cracks in the rock to stop you if you fall, which means you leave nothing behind—unless one jams in so hard that you can't retrieve it) It's very cerebral, and very slow, particularly when you're a newbie. It's so much fun.
At the other end of the park my daughter was doofing at the Pitch festival. Unfortunately* we couldn't hear it at Stapylton camp ground.
Anyway here's an owl I saw at the crag. And Wudjub guyn / Stapylton Amphitheatre where I did not climb, with banana for scale.
#owl #climbing #TradClimbing #garriwerd
My legs were completely rinsed on the ride in to work this morning. The most tiring part of trad climbing is not the going up the cliff bit, it's the walking up to the crag with a rope, your lunch and water bottles, and way too much gear on your back bit.
I think I compensate for lack of experience by taking too much pro that I never use. That chain of six steel 'biners, the 10m of static rope just in case, and those chunky old hexes you got second hand, yeah, leave them in the car next time, future self.
#BikeTooter #climbing