I thought something was a bit different this morning in the Lakes, the sun was shining a bit brighter. All was answered a few hours later. There is nothing quite like a Dave Birkett in full flow. Sheer poetry. Many people love climbing, but often it is like a tired relationship: you do your duty and...
Perhaps it's worth paying tribute to Tom Walkington for pointing Dave in the direction of so many (including this one) of his excellent and hard new lines.
In reply to Gary Smith: I don`t read them but denigrating what sounds a geet hard route by one of the blokes who`s climbed out there stuff all over the shop just seems churlish.
