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Why I stopped climbing all those years ago
Sep 28th
Isn’t it absolutely beautiful. This is a view of World’s End above Llangollen in North Wales. A day just like this back in 1993 or was it 1994.
It was a lovely summer’s day and just perfect for climbing. We had planned this day out relatively quickly, but when you have a rucksack full of gear and a car full of petrol there’s not all that much to think about. It’s a long trip from the midlands. Certainly a lot further than we would normally travel. Having had a glut of “The Roaches”, Cheedale and Markfield Quarry it was time we did something different.
Together, Steve, Geoff, Girlfriend (at time) and myself set off. What a great drive. We approached Lllangollen and Steve points up. “That’s where we are going, up there”. The car snaked through small lanes and crossed a stream that was also the road. We could go no further by car and had quite a trek up the hill. We had passed some quaint houses at the bottom of the hill, must be nice to live round here if you don’t have to work I thought. We rounded the corner to a tall limestone wall, not More >