climbing diary

One of the interesting things about being able to return to bouldering areas year on year, is the ability to see change. Change in the climbing environment. Change in the boulders. Change in the community, and of course change in yourself. For me, seeing

I apologise for bombarding you with stuff about my recent ascent of Rainshadow but I promise this will be the last post. I still find it hard to believe that I managed to redpoint this route and that today I am uploading a film of the actual ascent. The incredible thing about this is that today is the 14th June which is the date I climbed my first 9a Hubble 25 years ago. I really couldn't have scripted this better.

So from my Rainshadow Blog a couple of days ago we are jumping back a quarter of a century to 14th June 1990 when I climbed Hubble, my first 9a. To be honest I can't believe how it's all worked out because I couldn't have planned it better if I tried and I can't believe I am writing this.

Yesterday I realised the dream I had of climbing Steve McClure’s classic 9a route Rainshadow. Here's the story of what led me to begin redpointing the route that could possibly be the hardest route I've ever climbed...