In reply to Mick Ward:
I had a very memorable meeting with him, and other members of the Irish Mountaineering Club, on the Twelve Bens in Connemara in July 1976. Having met them on the Twelve Bens I was then invited back to a pub in the idyllic fishing village of Roundstone. Once I'd had too much Guinness and shot my mouth off about various climbing exploits, Joss said, you must come and join us the next day. "You'll have no trouble soloing Carrot Ridge." It was quite a long walk in, and as Ben Corr got closer and closer it looked ever steeper and smoother and more and more enormous and forbidding. (It's over a thousand foot high, I think.) I really started to wonder just what I'd let myself in for. Joss and other IMC stalwarts were leading various novices up it. So I just tucked myself in behind Joss, soloing about ten feet behind him. The crux was on the second pitch, so I just watched exactly what he did and then repeated it. After that it was sheer bliss on perfect rock and I went motoring on ahead. It had a brilliant final pitch up a steepening tower with lots of hidden pockets. I was at the summit in about 20 minutes and then came charging down the screes on the left of the crag to find that Joss and co were still on the third pitch, with at least another four to go ...
I then met up with them again at Dalkey Quarry outside Dublin about a week later. They were certainly one of the friendliest bunches of climbers I've ever met.