The Spectacular North-East Ridge of Y Garn

I sated some of my mountain lust during the third pandemic lockdown by studying the recently published guidebook Snowdonia: Mountain Walks and Scrambles, which I had been given for Christmas. I looked longingly at the many colour photos of Welsh mountains and the routes up them that it describes. The guidebook gave me a chance to remember fondly days I’d spent in those mountains, and to dream of walks that I had not yet done. One route caught my attention and imagination more than the others – the North-East Ridge of Y Garn. The guidebook gave it three stars (out of three) and described it as “One of the finest walking ridges in Snowdonia.” This route somehow had passed me by even though I had literally passed by this ridge many times. I wrote the name and page number of the entry for this route on a scrap of paper, along with the details of the other routes that interested me. I then put this note between the pages of the guidebook for use when a global pandemic wasn’t preventing me from getting to the mountains. Continue reading The Spectacular North-East Ridge of Y Garn

Finding Somewhere New

I really enjoy exploring new climbing venues. They’re not new in the sense that they are untouched (I don’t climb that far off the beaten track). They’re just new to me and that makes them intriguing. That is part of why I enjoyed bouldering at the RAC Boulders in Snowdonia for the first time last weekend. It really felt like a discovery because I’d driven past the RAC Boulders fifty or more times before and never realised they were there. Continue reading “Finding Somewhere New”

The Beauty of Rime

I love rime.  I love how these tails of ice seem to form on rocks, fences, walls, posts and anything bold enough to stand upright on a frozen, windy mountain.  I love how rime’s strange, white crystalline structures seem to sprout from the dark surfaces of rocks to either bring them into relief or bury them in ice.  It amazes me that rime can form as a razor of ice down one side of a single blade of grass and as an icy lattice inches deep on a wire fence.  What I especially love about rime is how it adds a new beauty and character to these small things as well as to a whole mountain landscape. Continue reading The Beauty of Rime

Learning to lead

Well, after two years following Robin up crags and cliffs, we decided that 2012 would be the year I would learn to lead.  Aside from the fact that it’s frankly rather cool, I had several reasons I wanted to progress to leading.  Firstly, I wanted to start pulling my own weight in our climbing partnership, we both want to have a stab at longer multi-pitch routes where leading through is necessary, and lastly, you haven’t really experienced trad climbing until you’ve been reduced to a quivering wreck… Continue reading Learning to lead