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For the first time in years we drove to the Alps. No more paring the gear down to the Easyjet 20 kg. limit. Just throw it all in! After a day and a half of driving we arrived in the Zinal Valley. A five hour walk trough thunder, lightening and rain to the hut was

Hopeful of fair weather, five of us headed up to the Roaches on Sunday to get a spot of climbing done.  Only four of the Famous Five actually managed any climbing though as the rock was still too cold for my hands.  (Grr! When will someone invent a rock heating device?  The sun was doing

The one where: Muffin learnt to order a pint in Welsh, we had to rescue some lambs from a cattle grid, the party tent blew away, we invented bike treasure hunting, we nearly suffered from the meat sweats and our faff to walk ratio hit an all time high. Last bank holiday saw the hardy

We’d long been waiting for a weekend when Huw could tear himself away from his DIY to come out to play and finally the chance materialised this weekend.  (In fact he came out to play in the evening as well so I can only assume that he’d run out of paint and/or sandpaper and found

Jon Massey was heard to pass the above comment after a second day of good weather in Wales. We drove to the foot of Tryfan on the Saturday morning and after slogging up to Heather Terrace proceeded to make a start on Second Pinnacle Rib. However some twenty feet up I was most unhappy. The

Last weekend saw me heading up to Braemar with SH and two of his mates to stay at the Rucksacks bunkhouse with the aim of getting some cross country skiing done.  Unfortunately the snow levels weren’t enough to allow for the skiing so Chris will be going off to join SH on his Icelandic adventure

Early last Saturday Ian Archer and I headed south down the M5 bound for the Brecon Beacons intent on climbing a winter route on Pen Y Fan. The are five gully climbs between grade 1 and 3 and a rib at grade 2. An hour and a half of sweat and toil brought me to

Having not slept during the night  because it was so cold in the room, I really wasn’t too keen to get up when the alarm went off at 6.30am.  There wasn’t time for a lie in though and the adventure started straight away as during the night we’d used up all the money in the

Saturday 28th January On the Friday evening inspired by a reasonable forecast Alan Hardie, Jon Massey  and Iain Carter headed up over the border for a weekend raid in Glencoe. We slept inside and outside the car at Loch Lomond and after a good four hours sleep continued onwards arriving at eight. The objective was