Might Contain Nuts Brecon Beacons Ultra 40 Miler 2013

No photos from this one I’m afraid as it was pretty grim.

Training

Went better than it did last year.  Managed to do a lot more general running.  Didn’t do as much hill work.  Was also a bit lighter weightwise.

Food and kit

Took 9 torq gels and 2 clif shots.  And a piece of flap jack.  Went through 7 of the gels and 1 of the clif shots.  And the flapjack obviously.  Also got 4 gels from the race, which I ate.  So 11 in total.  So probably need to take more next time round.

I don’t need to take the big headtorch, so need to get a Petzl e-lite as a backup.  Would have been nice to have spare socks, but I would have spent a while putting them on, which would have lost me a bit of time.  But on a longer race, they’ll be essential.

Base layer leggings and ronhills were good on the feet.  Merino baselayer, Patagonia R1 and Montane Minimus were great in the cold, wet and very windy conditions.  I know that the Beacons can be very cold and windy over the tops, so took all the extra gear.  The Inov8 Orocs were great on the descents.  However on the flat rocky paths that make up a lot of the route, they weren’t great.  Need to see if I can find a grippy but well padded fell shoe.  Also warmer gloves would be good.

The Race

Generally it went very well.  Results haven’t been published yet but I came in around 11 hours and 49 minutes.  The mental side of things went great.  I was very sure that I’d suffer some kind of ITB related injury, so would have to pull out.  As a result I wasn’t expecting to finish.  So I went into the race with very low expectations.  Which meant I was really relaxed and quite chilled out.

I started slowly, but not as slow as last year.  Didn’t want to end up at the end from the off.  I’d planned on running the start up to CP 2.  I did manage to run quite a lot of that.  Took a wrong turn (with a lot of others) before getting into the quarry.  I walked most of that, even tho I had planned to run it.  With hindsight, I should have run it.  It’s flat and you can pick up a lot of time there for little energy expenditure.  Met up with another runner and we stuck together till CP4.  Slogged up the ridge and the boggy hell up to CP 3.  This is by far the worst part of the course.  The wind and rain meant I got very cold up here.  My legs were fine, but I had thought the base layer and fleece would be ok.  The R1 isn’t a softshell, but it’s incredibly wind resistant for a fleece.  However my fingers and feet (thanks to the bogs) got very cold and numb.  Thankfully, I had a lot of energy still and was able to bomb down the descent from Corn Du.  I managed to run most of the descents.  Local knowledge and inov8 fell shoes helped here.  Wamed up nicely.  A CP 4 I wasn’t surprised to find that there had been lots of DNFs.  I got my waterproof top and buff on (already had a cap and the R1 has a excellent hood) to keep warm as I knew that it would be cold and windy over the Corn Du and Pen y Fan.  Also I’d be slow up the climb.

From here on in, I was steadily overtaking folk, which felt pretty excellent to be honest.  One on the climb up PyF.  One on the descent off PyF.  One on Cribyn.  Three over the back of Cribyn and finally one last scalp on the canal.  It was cold and windy over Corn Du/Pen Y Fan, but generally ok.  Ran quite a bit of it.  Used to running between the summits, so I just automatically ran along there.  Got up to Cribyn, when things got grim.  It was much windier, so was getting blown around a lot.  Along with the hail that pelted me on that climb, made things pretty awful.  The last few meters seemed to be the worst, an exceptionally strong gust and big blast of hail hit in.  The other runner near me, just stopped and sheltered, back to the wind.  I just kept on going, knowing that if I kept on going it would be over quicker.  It was better running of the back of Cribyn, which is a good descent.  Especially if you go wide off the path, it’s a steepish but smooth slope.

The final climb next, up Fan-y-Big and onto the ridge.  Still more patches of hail, but it’s alot flatter.  Hard to run in places as it’s quite rocky and awkward.  Then onto the bog which leaves over to Carn Pica.  It was over the bog that there was a big flash of lightning and clap of thunder.  There was no one to see me scarper, but I’m sure it must have been funny.  I went like someone had shoved a firework up my arse.  For about 5 minutes, then realised that I didn’t have the energy to keep up that pace.  But it was bloody scary.  I couldn’t run the descent of Carn Pica (the big beehive stone cairn) as I just didn’t have the energy to control things when going down.  So kept up a fast walk downhill.

Rang home as I knew I was near the end and asked for a pick up and to have the post race curry ordered.  Managed to run in fits and spurts along the taff trail.  Got down on to the canal, ran a bit more, before walking again.  Finally managed to run along the last bit of road, which hurt my feet as those shones just aren’t comfy on the road.  At all.  Then a decent sprint finish.  If I could just manage a more measured slow run, instead of alternating between a fast walk (which is pretty fast tbh) and a run, I’d be a lot faster.  Oh well.  I’m incredibly happy to have finished an hour faster than last year in such horrible conditions.

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Switzerland Mountaineering 2012

We flew out from Bristol to Geneva on Friday morning. On the way out we met with another alpinist, Steve and as he was travelling out to Saas Grund as well. So we all got the train and then bus out together. The first night was in Pension Heino, which was a cheap hotel offering half board. There were a number of other alpinists there and we ended up on the table with one of them.

Lagginhorn (4017m)

The first peak of the week was the Lagginhorn. As the weather was good, we decided to go for it. In hindsight, not the best choice, as one night as 2800m doesn’t make a good acclimatisation strategy. We picked on following the West Ridge all the way up to try and speed things up a bit and miss out the glacier. We made fairly good time till around 3700m when we got up to the snow fields and things really started slowing down. The last few hundred meters were done Everest style, take a step, pause for breath, take a rest and then take another step. But eventually we got onto the small rock step that makes up the summit.

Weissmeis (4023m)

As I was properly acclimatised this peak went much smoother. The last part was tough, but I was able to keep on trudging for much longer. I actually enjoyed the summit properly. We go in a bit under the guidebook time, we left at 0430 and hit the summit at 0845, spent 10 minutes there before heading down. We made good time on the descent getting back to the Hosaas hut shortly before 1100. We met up with Steve and his son Ben on the descent and had a chat with them in the hut. Then the long trudge down to Kreuzboden station so we could get the monster scooters and blast down to Saas Grund. 1000m and 30 minutes later and we were back at the hotel. Well to be fair, it only took Steve 25 minutes, I’m a wimp and after a big speed wobble I backed off somewhat.

Breithorn (4164m)

As things were getting warm and we couldn’t book into a hut, we decided on a quick trudge up the Breithorn. We got the Klein Matterhorn lift first thing in the morning and beat a path over to the western summit of the Breithorn. This one was much easier, however the very deep tracks on the way up presented their own challenge. We then negotiated the narrow snow ridge off the summit before heading back down before the snow on the glacier got to slushy. As it was it was pretty poor on the way back across.

Rifflehorn

By this point, I was pretty knackered and as the Rifflehorn had been suggested as a sport crag, we were keen to try it out. There is an AD ridge route, Skyline, so we decided on that as a introduction to AD routes for me. We got up the route pretty quickly. Sat around and had a nice lunch. We then abseiled back down the route and downclimbed the last section of the route. We thought about another route however the clouds were building over the mountains so we decided descretion was the better part of valour. After a long slog we got back down into the valley. Thankfully it didn’t start raining heavily till we got back into town.

Photos

After this we were planning on doing the Via Ferrata in Zermatt however on Saturday it rained pretty consistently. To be honest after the long week, it was nice to do nothing. However we did head out for a few celebratory beers around Zermatt on Saturday night. Then it was the long slog back to the airport and back to blighty. All in a great week.

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Afan and back

For a while I’ve been thinking of doing a ride from my house in
Bridgend up along the road through the valley to Afan Forest Park and
then doing a ride around the park and then coming back.  I discussed
the idea with a couple of mates but most people told me I was daft,
till I mentioned it to Dan, who’s a far keener mountain biker than me
and he thought it was a great idea.  It quickly changed from riding
along the road to riding along the hill that splits the Ogwr and Garw
valley and then dropping into the valley, backup the other side and
into the top of the Afan forest.

I roughed out a route on a GPS mapping website and Dan tidied the
route and loaded it onto his GPS.  Yeah, I know it’s cheating, but we
were going a long way over totally unknown ground and we wanted to
actually get there.  We met up outside Rush Cycles in Brynmenen early
one morning, we got going fairly early, about 8am.  I took a wrong turn on the way there so was about 15
minutes late.  It was quite nippy and I was beginning to realise that
my lack of cycling specific kit (no padded shorts, no decent winter
gloves and summer mtb shoes) that would cope with the winter might
mean things were going to get a bit frigid.  However the skies were
clear and it didn’t look like we’d have to contend with any rain.
Anyway, we set off along the first short road stretch trying to get to the proper start of the
ride out of the back of Bettws.  After a bit of faffing we found it
and got stuck into the mud.  It was pretty hard going for me, the
descents were thick with mud so needed speed, not something I’m known
for.  It was basically impossible to ride uphill due to the mud.  So
the tone was set for much of the rest of the ride – hike-a-bike.

Quickly enough we popped out onto the road and set off a long some
back lanes trying to find the first big climb of the day, roughly up
Moel Cynhordy, which is about 450meters.  The first
section of which was basically a stream and as a result more
hike-a-bike.  However the route moved onto a farmers track which was
quite rideable and we made up some time here.  The first small
downhill came up which was mostly ridable.  However it ended in a
muddy bog which we had to walk across.  There was a nice looking
fireroad to the right, but we were heading for a different end of the
Garw forest.  We did use the fireroad on the way back tho.

After the bog we were into the top of the forest, which was basically
all fireroad, so we got stuck into the riding.  Which was generally
decent.  Soon enough we got onto a long and loose descent which spat
us out onto the road at the top of Maesteg.  We weren’t on the road
for long, the next climb beckoned.  Up through a farmers yard and onto
a rough track, eventually bought me up to a part of the world that I
had walked with the wife before.  We headed right up Foel y Dyffryn (366m),
back to hike-a-bike, before being able to ride off the summit into the
back of the Afan Forest Park.  Here we were able to cruise down the
fireroad to the vistor center.  Which when we got there looked awfully
closed.  It wasn’t but, there was a moment of panic.  We locked the
bikes up and went into get cakes.  Once we’d taken our fill of cakes,
pasties and cups of tea we set off to retrace our route.

As is often the way my knee was starting to give me some trouble.  So
I had to ride/walk the initial climb out of the center back through
the forest.  We were able to ride over most of Foel y Dyffryn and the
descent on the otherside was a great piece of rough riding over the
side of the hill.  Well Dan rode it all, he could do the climb, I just
fell over half-way up.  No real line, just enough of a slope to get up some
speed and enough lumps and bumps to make it hard.

Again, back down into the village above Maesteg and back up onto the
ridgeline.  The lovely descent was considerably harder on the way
back, but still ridable.  We stuck to the top of the forest to miss
out the worst of the boggy area and were able to make much better time
here.  Soon enough we were back onto the track at the top of the hill,
however it was about 5pm now, so lights were attached to bikes and
turned on.  We got to the final descent well enough, but decided that
as it was dark and it wasn’t ridable for long enough, we’d stick to
riding back down the track, past the farm and out onto the road.  When
we hit Tondu, Dan said his good byes and headed off to Pencoed.

I kept on down the road into town.  Kept a couple from crossing the
road as they thought I was a car or motorbike, heard the guy go ‘it’s
a bike!’ as I passed.  Soon enough I was home after ‘enjoying’ the
last bit of riding through Bridgend.  I hate road riding.  Horrible.
But I was home in time for beer and pizza.

Stats are:
44.9 miles
6,022ft climbing
8 hours in the saddle, an hour or so in the cafe and a couple of hours of walking

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Might Contain Nuts Brecon Beacons 40 Mile Ultra – 12th May 2012

 

Well I managed to grind out a finish at the Might Contain Nuts Summer 40.  Despite spending most of the race dead last I eventually finished second to last after catching up to the chap ahead of me after the last checkpoint.  I took around 12 hours and 58 minutes to finish, starting at 0800 and finishing just before 2100.

Preparation

I had been quite nervous before the race as to whether or not I’d finish, so I spent quite a lot of time being obsessive with my prep.  Reading lots of blogs, reading the book on feet care – Fix your Feet.  I’d figured out all the distances between checkpoints, worked out the climbs.  While I’d not done anywhere enough training, I had tested out all my gear, food and the shoes are well worn ones which are nice and comfy.  Ah, yes training.  Well my training consisted of a few 5k runs, an 8 miler, 13 miler and 14 miler.  Not exactly optimal really.  However I’d already paid my money and really wanted to get the race done, so I decided that doing a fast walk around most of the course would get me round in about 12 hours.  I have entered races that I then chuck in cause I’ve got a little twinge or not done enough training, I’ve got to actually start doing stuff and not just wimping out.

Race

I spent the night before at the in-laws in Brecon, so was able to sleep in till 0630.  Didn’t sleep that well to be honest but shovelled down a few bananas first thing.  However got to the race HQ at Talybont in plenty of time.  i was feeling a bit jittery, but nothing too awful.  The night before I’d put my number (94) on my top, but on the morning decided that I’d go with all the cool kids who had their numbers on their packs.  So sorted that out.  I remembered to check if waterproof trousers were needed, they weren’t so I took them out of my already rammed pack and dumped them in my post-race bag.  We all trudged out for the race brief and before I knew it we were off.  As a note if the organizer hadn’t mentioned that people swapped numbers around, i.e. saying 49 instead of 94, I wouldn’t have done it on Pen-y-Fan.  I’d always planned to take the race very easy so started really slowly as it usually takes me a while to get going properly.  I’d assumed that this being an ultra, everyone else would be just as slow.  I was very wrong on that point, as most of the field swept past me really quite rapidly.  I stuck to my plan and switched to a fast walk really early along the canal.  I was expecting my knee to be dodgy so didn’t want to cause any injuries that would cause me to drop out.

My climbing buddy Darren was unexpectedly in the UK on a break from his year of touring Europe, so he was on one of the canal bridges taking photos.  It was nice to see him early on.  By this point I think I was already last, but my fast walk was keeping up with the ‘running’ that the other tail enders were doing.  As the climb started I over took a couple of ladies (who ended up finishing joint last with 14:00 hours on the clock), that was to be my only overtake for a long time.  I made good time up the first climb and felt very good when I reached the top.  There were still a few people in front of me here, but they all ran the descent so quickly disappeared.  Darren was on the descent taking photos again.  We shouted some quick greetings and he followed me down the hill back to my car and we had a quick chat.  He wished me luck and I kept on going.  The first checkpoint came a lot sooner than I had been expecting, I must have got the distances wrong at this point, as I was over an hour and fifteen minutes up on my schedule.  The marshall was very cheery and we had a little chat while I filled my water bladder fully.  I had only put 500ml in it so I didn’t have to carry a full pack from the off.  However I couldn’t wait so once the water was in, I got off.  The course was very well marked so no problems here.  The path was pretty decent in most places apart from the section that was less a path and more a river.  I got very wet feet here, which was annoying and I fretted about this for a while worrying about blisters.  I knew that the bogs on the ridge would be wet, so didn’t want to change socks yet as it would be really awful if I changed socks only to get them soaking a couple of miles later.   I finally caught up to another runner here, he was limping badly and said he’d sprained his ankle.  However at this point there were some marshalls to make sure we took the right turning, so I hope they sorted him out.  The route went through the quarry here, which made an interesting change.  I will admit, I spent some time looking at the rock wondering if there are any routes up there.  There was another marshall shortly, again to make sure we made a turn correctly.

The second checkpoint arrived soon enough at the bottom of the reservoir.  I decided not to change socks here, after having fretted about it.  I steamed through this point, figuring I had enough water in the pack, just to take a quick swig and keep going.  I got onto the ridge before I needed my first comfort break.  My hydration wasn’t that great here, so I tried to take on a bit more water.  The going was awful on the first section of the ridge.  I ended up in boggy hell, trying to find a decent path through it all.  I sank up to my knees twice.  To make things worse my ITBS kicked in up here.  At one point I really thought I wouldn’t be able to walk any more.  I took a couple of ibuprofen and pushed on through the pain.    I seriously thought about returning back to the checkpoint and quitting.  However I decided to go onto checkpoint 4, the Storey Arms carpark and see how I felt.  As I kept moving things started loosening up and the knee pain faded.  I kept a good pace up the ridge finally getting on to the part of the ridge which is on the Brecon Beacon Horseshoe route, so there were plenty of walkers enjoying the weather.  I had to help a couple with directions.  This was the first point where I started to feel hungry so had my flapjack and started eating clif shot bloks a bit more often.  I went through CP 3 very quickly, yelling my number at the marshall and not stopping.  After getting a bit down the ridge I worried that the marshall hadn’t caught my name and number so fretted about that on the way down.  It was here that I saw the first other person in the race that I’d seen for ages.  They were coming back up Pen-y-fan.   I wouldn’t see another racer till Cribyn.  I made good time down the path, eating my scotch egg on the way down.  My knee was fine at this point, so no major problems.  I took the time to change my socks, refill my energy drink bottle and water bladder before heading out. I did take some more ibuprofen in the car park, just to be sure.

As there are loos here I took advantage of them, coming out of the loos I bumped into another climbing buddy who was out on a walk.  I badgered him to walk down the car park, take a photo and have a quick chat.  I told him how the race was going and he told me I looked ok and that he was sure I’d finish and to keep up the good work.  Joe is an experienced runner and walker having done 100s of half marathons and numerous marathons, so this was a massive and totally unexpected boost.  I headed up the third major climb of the day, back up the path to Corn Du.  This was definitely harder however the path is nice and even.  The stream in the middle was deeper than usual, but I made it across with dry feet.  By the time I got back to CP 5, I was tired, but otherwise ok and had plenty of energy still.  However my food was disappearing quicker than I had hoped.  At CP 5 I made sure that the marshall had got my number first time round and fortunately they had, so no worries there.  I got over to the Pen-y-Fan summit, where there was another marshall who warned me about the descent off Pen-y-fan, again this is where local knowledge comes in handy, I’ve ice climbed on Pen-y-Fan, so the small rocky step there wasn’t a big worry.  This descent was fine and my knee was still ok here.  By this point I knew I was going to make CP 6 by about 1630, so would be well with in the CP 6 by 6pm cutoff.  I knew that barring major issues I was going to finish now, so was quite happy.  Also it was quite nice to be on my own, it seemed like all the marshalls were out on the hill just for me, which made me feel oddly special.  Weird I know, but there we go.

I got to CP 6 and it was here that the marshall confirmed I was last.  This must have been a mistake as I’ve since found out that there were two others behind me at this point.  Also I got a flapjack as I said I was low on food, this was ace, I just inhaled it.  As I was walking across to the start of the final climb up Cribyn, I slowed down long enough to ring Mum as I knew I wasn’t going to finish on time, so wanted her to know that incase she worried and to also take a shot of the upcoming pain that would be the Cribyn climb.  It’s like lots of Brecon Beacons climbs, very steep.  They’re either nice and gradual or short and super steep.  It was here that I saw a couple of other runners on the Cribyn climb.  As I was going very steadily, knowing what was coming, I managed to reel them in a bit.  I was very tired by this point and I couldn’t look around at all, I had to focus on each step.  It was brutal, but at least I was expecting that, it must have been horrible if you didn’t know what you were expecting.  However on the descent off Cribyn to the top of the Gap pass, my knee pain really kicked in.  The last of the painkillers went down my neck just before Cribyn, so there was no more solace there.  I just had to grit my teeth and get on with it.

I didn’t bother with filling up at CP 7 either, I just drank a decent amount of water and kept on going.  Not wanting to waste any time.  I could see the other runner at this point so started to chase him down, as while he was running still, my walking pace was much faster.   I caught him up on the ridge round from Fan-y-Big.  We exchanged greetings and I confirmed to him where the route was going.  Jamie (the other runner) was I think relieved that I knew where I was going.  However the course was well marked at this point so my local knowledge wasn’t that useful.  Still we walked/jogged together having a good natter.  However I knew the final descent from Carn Pica was coming and I was dreading that.  It was as awful as I’d thought it would be.  My knee pain was utterly horrible here, however I had to go down and that was that.  I got down and eventually Jamie managed to coax me into a run downhill, at least it would finish things quicker.  We got down to the Talybont resi and kept on trudging onto the Taff trail.  Here I rang Rhi and arranged the post race curry and asked her to head down to pick me up.  While we were on the Taff Trail, one of Jamie’s mates came out to meet us as Jamie’s wife was getting worried.  Also one of the organisers came out on his bike to check up on us, which was lovely.  As we got close to the canal I eased into a jog and Jamie followed me so I thought.  However after a while I looked round and he’d disappeared.  I wanted to get finished at this point, so just kept up the pace and the organiser whizzed past on his bike encouraging me on.  As I came into the grounds of the race HQ the marshalls rang bells and everyone came out and cheered me on.  I managed to break into a fast run here and got over the finish line.  As it was flat, my knee was ok.  I was happy to have finished.  I recieved my finishers medal and mug and nabbed some flapjack that was floating around.  I was surprised Rhi wasn’t there, but it turns out she didn’t know that she could come inside so was patiently waiting for me in the car.  I waited around for Jamie to come in and while I was doing that I changed tops and started drinking my recovery drink.  I thanked as many marshalls as I could and went outside to find Rhi.  She then took me home via the curry house.  I again inhaled the curry and a pint and crashed out in short order.

Recovery and Post-Race

It’s nearly a week after the race now and my knee pain (ITBS) in my right knee is slowly going away.  The left knee has been affected but not as badly.  The muscle soreness is pretty much gone.  I would imagine that people who do this sort of thing on a regular basis would recover much quicker when compared to someone like me who’s relatively fit and just forced themselves round.  Especially as I knew from about halfway round that I was just doing myself damage.  I spent the Sunday after the race watching John Wayne westerns (Train Robbers, El Dorado, Cahill (US Marshall) and Chisum) and just sitting around at the in-laws while the wife and the in-laws went to the Malvern flower show.

While the race was well organised

Gear

Race Photos

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SWLUG Talks Poster

Here is the SWLUG Decd 2011 poster.  Please download and improve, I’m quite sure it’s awful!

swlug_dec_2011_poster

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Matt’s list of useful Linux Commands

Here is a list of commands that I find useful on a Linux command line.

  • du -sh $dir – find the size of a directory
  • grep -H -r “$string” /path/to/files – search through all files in a directory for a specific string. pipe through grep again to search through the list.

To be continued.

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Standard Ubuntu build commands

So if you’re fairly geeky and re-install your copy of Ubuntu/Mint on a regular basis it’s often quite nice to have a list of standard stuff that doesn’t seem to be installed with the main distro (little things like, Emacs, MySQL, Apache etc etc) anymore. So the following might be a good idea:


apt-get update && apt-get upgrade && apt-get install emacs konversation k3b python mysql-server apache2 vlc build-essential php5 ruby git-core cvs subversion virtualbox inkscape skype wine

If you just want the geek stuff (i.e. no Konversation etc):


apt-get update && apt-get upgrade && apt-get install emacs python mysql-server apache2 build-essential php5 ruby git-core cvs subversion virtualbox inkscape

Obviously the proper way to do things would be to keep a list of all the packages you have installed and just reload them.

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This year in running so far

I have to say it’s been a stunningly poor year for my running so far. I got plenty of miles done in January, training for Scotland. I slackened the pace off in February as I was doing a fair bit of climbing. Then I injured the tendons along the top of my foot, so no running for a while. I was beginning to get back into the swing of things when I bruised my heel climbing which has taken two months to heal. Now that’s done I’ve managed to sprain my ankle. Gaah.

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Conville Alpine Mountaineering course in Chamonix 2011

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Winter Climbing Videos

While my winter is over, for some lucky souls it’s not quite over.  So here a few good Scottish Winter videos to keep the psyche going:

Ines Papert, Ian Parnell and Audrey Gariepy – Winter Climbing Video

Petzl Scottish Ice Trip

Point Five Gully, Orion Face and Tower Ridge all three videos by Alan Kimber

Dave MacLeod climbing The Hurting

Andy Turner and Dave MacLeod on Minus Three Gully and them on Piggots Route and finally on the Great Chimney.

That little lot should keep you going for an hour or two.  They’re all really good videos, but the Petzl one is probably just about the best.  All are very well worth a look tho.  Enjoy!

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