It just goes to show that I am always right
Four of us made it as far as Lad's Leap, and we stood at the bottom of it with pleasantly surprised looks on our faces. Some bloke on Cocktalk had said that he'd been there once and never wished to go back. He was either at the wrong crag, or mad. In the end, we climbed all the routes, did a new one (as usual) and discovered a three star moorland grit classic that has lain hidden for the last 25 years. My picture shows a gentleman known only as "Feckin' Bejesus" crouching at the crag.


4 Comments:
Ignore the gentleman under the crack he is an illusion.
I don't like you anymore. I will be having words Martin if you can guess who I am.
That's a shame, because i love you deeply. Is it because of that rather ugly business with the summer pudding?
OK anonymous, who are you? I don't think you're Brian Cropper because you're not hairy enough.
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