Rambling on about climbing stuff, cooking stuff, van stuff, other stuff and occasionally just stuff.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Heavy gravity day
Monday, February 7, 2011
Let the mAYHEM commence...
So what is to be done? What follows is an extensive (and probably horribly expensive) list:
- Strip carpet off side door ready for window to be fitted.
- Remove opposite board, cut down to half size ready for window fitting and refit.
- Remove other boards and re-glue where they have come away from the ply.
- Remove old floor and speaker\amp housing - strip of all parts that will be reused.
- Build new lattice frame under floor and cut new 9mm boards to fit.
- Move leisure battery to under R&R Bed.
- Run power cables to new location for battery.
- Rewire front speakers and add more sound deadening to try and stop the minor but very noticeable rattling.
- Move speaker cabling for rear speakers.
- Run cables to new location under R&R Bed.
- Build new bass bin and amp housing.
- Wire up amps - power, speakers, RCA cables and the like.
- Rewire interior mirror via a relay to the battery and re-run the wiring for the electric windows.
- Build cupboards in remaining space under R&R Bed.
- Fit electrics - Invertor, cigarette socket and the like.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Beasted
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Getting shut down
I have done Wafery Flake at Owler Tor (Font 6a+ at a guess) in the dim and distant past but since then it has repelled me repeatedly and while I really should console myself with the fact that I did it once and therefore have no reason to do so again it just doesn't work. Sheer bloodymindedness means that I keep going back and trying it again and again and again.
So far this year I have spent two sessions on it - the first was with Northern Dave and Brokeback Beagle where both just displayed how tall they were by reaching past the "rubbish" sloper and to the good break above - bastards! I had a few goes but because the problem sits in the sun (or because it is my nemesis and is therefore fucking with my head) the "rubbish" sloper feels just that - rubbish. Hit it and then grease off - repeat till everyone else gets bored and drags me off to try Conan the Librarian instead.
Went back again on Saturday with the plan being to warm up at Owler Tor and then head off down to Secret Garden to try First Bulge - a Font 6b that I was close to sending in a session the previous time but failed on due to a tweaky bicep and some rather interesting wrist separation issues. Somewhat predictably the plan went out of the window and a siege of Wafery Flake ensued instead as the conditions are feeling better and (so the theory goes at least) the problem is there for the sending. Conditions were better it has to be said - the sloper was only mildly rubbish and I was feeling pretty good on it but still couldn't get past the move off the sloper ending up inches then millimetres then microns short of the sinker pocket. Another day without the send and therefore another trip back to try it yet again. Next time I will pack the Whites - maybe a bit of mid-sole stiffness will make the difference or maybe it won't but it can't hurt.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Finally a new post
So what have I been doing? The good news is that before Christmas I got out to Froggatt with Tomtom and Nai and sent my (according to the guide book at least) second Font 6b problem - Joe's ArĂȘte. Whether the problem is actually 6b is a bit debatable to my way of thinking – comparing it to the only problem that I can relate it to - Mr. Smooth at Caley - I would say that it was closer to 6a\6a+ than 6b but until the new guide comes out I will take the stance that the guide book doesn't lie. It also should be noted that regardless of the grade it is a nice problem though if it remains at 6b it will be a slightly better problem to my way of thinking. 8-)
Christmas was spent working and then after a few days back in Suffolk with the family I flew out to Italy to spend time with friends though the joy of seeing the Albanian Rat Hound again was tempered somewhat by him getting so excited by my arrival that he pissed all over my foot. Useless bloody dog... Withstanding that it was a good trip – didn't get any climbing done but had a good time anyway and it was pleasant to be in temperatures that while only single figures were on the plus side of the scale for a change. I don't think it had dawned on me just how debilitating the constant levels of sub zero temperatures had seemed till that point.
Getting back to good old blightly has also seen a slow return of the SYKE and with that a bit of time spent at the Climbingworks just trying to get back into some form which does seem to be coming together. While I haven't been pushing myself with circuits at least I am doing something in-between getting out and about doing the odd thing which I will detail in another post soon. It is also good for the social side of things as well – just catching up with people and having a chat and – astonishingly to me at least – being remembered by The Dawes.
I also seem to have made a brief foray into the strange world of fingerboarding which is an odd way to spend an evening to say the least but which has made me address the (probably long known) fact that I have no crimp strength worth speaking of. This in turn has repercussions on my unfocussed plans for the limestone (bouldering) over the summer and ultimately my somewhat more focussed plans to get A Miller's Tale in the bag. The sit start to it seemed OK when I spent some time on it .last year though the transition into the standing start needed a bit of work. From there through the steep section was pretty solid but it all broke down at the crimp for the right hand and while getting the crimp wasn't a guarantee by any means the sheer though of pulling on it was incomprehensible. As I am typing I can almost feel the awful sharpness of that right hand crimp so the the hope is that it will seem a bit less of an issue with some finger strength in hand (pardon the pun).