When you look at the weather forecast the day before and it says it is going to be gusting up to 90mph up high and raining hard down low, what the hell do you do for the day.  Scott and I had a great idea, the idea was thought up at abotu 11pm in the pub the day before after quite a few glasses of stupid juice had been emptied.

So we woke up in the morning and packed our bags and set of to the quarry at Cambus O’May to have a  go at aid climbing.  This is where you climb up the wall using the bits of protection you have put in and slowly work your way up.

So take one slightly hung over Mr. Burnett, point him at the rather blank wall except for a flake that went up, a lot of shiny metal things and a rope and you get a slow upward motion.

Scott kind of does this for his job so was well up on it and had no issues.  The Quarry below still had some of the old machinery in it and was quite a pleasant sheltered place to spend a horrible weather day.

Next up was me,  having commited to memory what  Scott did, I set off. soon I had ropes and bits of shiny stuff all over the place and took me quite a concerted effort not to make cats cradle.

After a bit of effort I fianlly made it to the top and really enjoyed it, both of us were pretty soaked through as the wall had a small water fall running down it.  We had to pack up quick and get moving to get warm again.

I really enjoyed it and could see myself doing more of this.