I'm trying to keep up a steady
two on, one off climbing routine at the moment in an effort to build up some fitness for Mallorca. Sunday, as most of you will know, was a day of fantastic weather and muchos muchos psyche.
I had a late start, but thanks to British Summer Time we climbed until about half 7 in the evening. I was out with Dave, Toby and Tom and top of the list was the Weedkiller Traverse at Raven Tor where Dave and I had unfinished business. I warmed up on the last moves, using a different hold to my previous efforts, then sent it first go. Dave cleaned it up in a few goes.
I watched Toby send the classic Undercut, Sloper problem and got psyched to try the Undercut, Crimp version, a grade easier at 7b+. This went down in a few goes and then I spent some time trashing the skin on my right fingertips trying the Sloper version.
Next, Toby showed me the Direct Start to Wild In Me, going at about 7b and finishing with a long reach from positive crimps to a knifeblade edge. I did this quality problem quite quickly.
These three problems added up to the best day bouldering I've had in ages - not just in terms of numbers - but in terms of atmosphere and sheer enjoyment. After some goes at Pump Up the Power where I got one move further (I'm trying it ground up as a boulder problem rather than working it as a route) we piled into the car and drove round to Rubicon.
Me and Toby went to the Kudos wall and while I sent A Bigger Splash Direct, Dave and Tom had a go each on Rubicon (F7a+). This is a route I have wanted to onsight for a while but I couldn't help but pick up some beta from them. Dave climbed it second go, leaving the clips in for me to have a go.
School boy error!
My thought process here should have been, "I've done three 7b problems, its the end of the day, I'm shattered, I can come back and do this first go anytime, leave it." But instead, I tied in, climbed to the first bolt, clipped and down climbed. I felt good. I pulled back on, climbed to the third bolt and rested on the enormous jug supplied. Then, feet up, stretched to a crimp, pulled and... nothing. I wasn't pumped at all, there was just no more pull in my arms. I tried to bring my hand back down to the jug but came off.
I was so irritated, and I still am. I finished up the climb in a huff and lowered off. I've definately learnt something here, but I should have already known it.
Yesterday I ached everywhere, and my elbow was really sore. Still, I forced myself to have an easy day at the Works with my girlfriend and then retired gracefully.
The next two days are going to be sport climbing or traverses only.
I'm so annoyed! I would definately trade the three boulder problems I did for the onsight of Rubicon. It was a short term goal too. Aaargh! Oh well. It has been relaced with A Little Extra at the Tor as the F7a+ to onsight.
Oh yeah, I've found the battery charger for my camera, and I'm pretty pleased with some of the shots I got.