Whenever I take a break from climbing outdoors I feel like I’ve gone straight back to square one. Leading even an easy route can reduce me to a gibbering wreck if my bolt is a little bit too far away, or I’m not quite sure where to go, or my feet feel a little bit slippery. It seems to happen every time after a long break, no matter how confident I feel going into it.
We left England on the 6th March. Now, after two weeks, thousands of pounds spent on a breakdown and some of the most stressful days I have ever experienced in my life, we have finally made it to our destination – Leonidio, Greece.
And what a destination it is…
“Whose genius idea was it to come back to the UK in the middle of winter?” – I thought, as I watched the pellets of icy rain hitting the windscreen of our Transit van, waiting for the AA to come and fix it, or at least tow it off the road to safety.
This blog has taken many shapes already in the short time it has existed, but increasingly it is gravitating towards climbing-related topics, as I am a little obsessed with the sport.
I’ve spent most weekends this summer outdoors learning to climb on different types of rock and in different styles. So far, my climbing partner Valentina and I have covered North Wales, Sheffield, the Wye Valley, Southern sandstone and limestone in Frankenjura, and we also have a trip to Italy coming up, and climbing plans in warmer climes in the winter.
Recently, myself, Valentina and our friend Tamsin embarked on an ambitious project to create videos, vlogs and blogs about everything to do with climbing and our lifestyle as we learn and develop our new skills.
Please follow us, like our Facebook page, and give us all the support you can! We are very committed to making this project work long term.
Thank you, and happy adventuring 🙂