In reply to C Witter:
I don't quite go back the 60s, I started climbing in 1976. Standard equipment was a Whillans harness and PAs/Gollies/Masters. Kernmantel ropes were available but still thought extravagant for university club use, so a single Viking nylon hawser-laid rope was usual whether it was outcrop climbing or Wales or the Lakes.
I started to have my doubts after I held a big fall at Gogarth (from the finishing grass of the Ramp to below the stance, however far that is) on a waist belay (no gloves). Actually, I mostly remember banging my knees before the belay went tight, I don't think any rope went through my hands at all. We pulled the rope and abbed off but it jammed when we tried to pull it down the first pitch. Since it was getting dark we retreated but in the morning when we went to collect it we could see that it was partly cut through. This was most likely by the loose block that had caused the fall, so my partner had fallen onto the partially cut rope and then we'd both abseiled with it...
I guess I always thought that big multipitch routes were the real deal but we did a lot of gritstone and Peak limestone too. I always enjoyed bouldering as entertainment (probably more than most, the Cromlech boulders, Porthmadoc, gritstone) but a decent day's weather spent just bouldering would certainly have been thought a waste.
I went through a phase of toproping routes I wasn't brave enough to lead, which was a guilty pleasure but it did teach me that I was operating well within my technical limits (far too well within really) and I very definitely didn't plan to fall off leading (and still haven't done so more than a handful of times, even on bolts!).
I also went to walls pretty much constantly, which was probably quite a minority interest in the 70s. I guess this was exactly the turning point in attitudes between the traditionalist and a more modern attitude but it wasn't anything resembling the structured and sustained training of today. It was pretty haphazard and low impact, as a result of which all my joints and tendons still work more or less as well as they ever did!
Certainly I don't think we ever thought of climbing as a sport. Although of course there was some competition to to get up harder pitches, the main point of it was the adventure. However, although some still took the attitude that climbing on outcrops was only training for going to Wales or Scotland, and that was only training for the Alps, I never really thought about climbing that way - I just enjoyed it for its own sake, whatever flavour it came in.