|Anyone keen to take pity on a partnerless climbing brother this weekend? Prefer Sunday but Monday could work.
In a perfect world you would be willing to belay me on a few projects, (hopefully) nab a few 2nd ascents, and check out some un (or minimally) climbed rock on your path to the rock road less travelled and the enlightenment that brings. Happy to email pics to prospective applicants to prove that access to a drill has not totally replaced my brain with my arse.
Failing that, Iíd be equally keen to siege some existing sport classic, trad my way up a big cliff, or even walk a long way up a big hill to repeat some chossy horror show that no oneís done since the 80ís.
If your idea of a good time involves the West Flank, Cave Cliff, Spanish Galleon or Dreamtime Wall, letís not waste our time and agree to disagree. Whilst I admit to dreaming of steak and blow jobs but often settling for maccas and a wank, dry two minute noodles and the Big W bra catalogue no longer do it for me.