I got a phone call and my mate Pete wanted a few hours climbing yesterday on a new crag and I drove over the weather was magic. The walk along the Moray coast was stunning with the hedgerows and the fields blooming, the barley that makes Moray’s finest whisky was incredible and blowing in the wind. Like the mountains everything is very lush after the rain but a lovely smell of wild flowers and grasses hit us as we parked up. It is a great time of year. The walk along the coastal path and down to the cliffs was great.
The cliffs are covered in an orange lichen and lots of wild daises and thrift just passed their best were at the top of the cliff. It was an easy scramble down to the cliffs with the tide coming in and the odd piece of foam flying about. I have a hernia just now so just took it easy and Pete wanted me to help grade the climbs. After Pete led up it was my turn to climb and I pulled a hold off. (Always check the hold before you use them! We did another couple of climbs in the sun and even watched a dolphin and a young one enjoying some fun in the sea. It was a great few hours and Pete had to be back early for another appointment just enough to check out my old body!
It was an enjoyable drive back and even time to watch poor England exit the Word Cup. It is amazing how gear has changed in my early days the gear was very simple, there were no harness’s only a climbing belt and few nuts made in workshops and the Carabiners like the Scott below adapted from aircraft use? Any information on these would be appreciated.