Harrisons Happy Hangover

New Year's Day Meet (Brrrrrh)

It was ffffreezing. No joke, it was a crisp one. We met at Sarah C's for bacon butties (mugs of hot tea….mmmmm) and after the obligatory jamming session and raucous laughter generated from flicking through the poses captured by Trev and his digital camera the night before, we set off for Harrisons. Madness? Well yes I think so too but we went! Trevor, Sarah, Laura, Bruce, Martin Don Upfoldi, Jimbo, Rob, Rupert, Ian, Charlie (little chap, with mittens), myself and dog assembled at Unclimbed Wall. It has to be said that the sun made no difference to temperature but it did brighten things up somewhat. Ropes were set up - cannot remember by whom, of course, I was busy chatting. Laura and Charlie set to work, building their space rockets and making sure that Ginny was occupied with stick patrols. Ian brought along his new Christmas present, a red dumper truck, it looked ace. Sarah was not fooled by the "it's Charlie's…" routine.

After an ascent of Hell Wall - an ascent ofsorts, Zig Zag received a dusting - a lovely route which I will come back to this summer, Unclimbed Wall - an attempt and a few other 'hard things' were clocked and polished off by Rupe, Trev and Rob. Bruce did some fingery numbers, namely  Elementry followed by Jim - gosh such concentration! And Martin, deplete of harness and rock shoes, took Ginny off on a stick finding mission, I have yet to hear if it was successful. Charlie did not wince or whinge when a rope came hurtling down on top of him, he coped remarkably well with the curious behaviour of climbers whilst in their natural habitat.

The highlight of my day was hearing a matter-of-fact Laura explain to another Charlie, a stray TWMC member, that the place where he chose to dump his kit was actually her space ship....the look in her eye prompted the poor chap to beat a hasty retreat, with the young lady returning to her previous occupation of saving the planet from hideous left over poppadums which appeared at regular interval throughout the day......

A pint or two in The Junction finished off the days activities, after a warm up session in the car park before a raging unclaimed bonfire which in a word was marvellous.

Trevor, no doubt, has the evidence, which I hear will be displayed for public consumption some time in the near future. Do be kind Mr Clarke!

Louise