Autumnal Blues

It feels so long ago that my biggest concerns were whether I should eat rice or pasta for dinner and which 3* beautiful, Spanish 7c to try next. “The future” was not an issue that often crossed my mind. Upon returning to the UK, the prospect of “the future” and “getting a job” began to hang…

Pembroke Adventures

“Would you give it a star Tim?” I inquire as we tick off yet another Pembroke mega classic. Having just returned from perhaps my most successful trad trip ever, I am feeling pretty overwhelmed at the amount of ridiculously good meters of climbing we’ve completed over the last nine days. So many routes that were…

‘Be Bold, Be Brave’ ?

Yesterday I had a gripping trad experience which had me thinking a lot about the WCS14 ‘be bold be brave’ hashtag. I can be bold sometimes. For years my hardest onsight lead (E3) was also my hardest onsight solo. I love the feeling of being on a smeary grit solo, finding the climbing committing yet ultimately…

Could’ve, Should’ve… Would’ve?

Minutes of attempting to fiddle some small wires in above my head. They’re all rubbish. Damn. Try and go up. Nopeee that feels bad. Definitely want gear. Shake out. Step up again, try and fiddle in a wire. Nope. It’s just not going to go in. Climb down. Shake out again. Shit I’m going to…

Welsh Adventures

Someone: Wow Rach, you made that look pretty easy… Me: Hmm, yeah sorry, I think I was just too scared to fall off… For me, the hardest part of a trad route is usually summoning up the nerve to get on it in the first place. No matter how much I tell myself the crux…

Transition to Trad

I said my goodbyes to Northern Spain at the end of April after a fun but rainy week in Rodellar with friends from Manchester. Unlike in December, it felt right to leave as I felt I’d achieved most of what I’d set out to do. I was excited to test out my fitness from sport…