Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Inspiration County

The View Today
I'm settling in nicely to my new Northumberland life. The heather is purple, the wind is breezing and the sun is shining. I'm feeling massively motivated. I'm fairly consistent with my psyche these days, but there's definitely something a little extra at Sandy Crag.

I'm starting to make some headway with the arête, after throwing more or less everything I have at it. Today, for the first time, I managed to link crux moves together. Considering each of the moves are individually hideously difficult to figure out, I'm beyond pleased with that. It's really well ahead of schedule that this is happening and probably only the result of how much time I've spent up there recently.

One of the things I really like about trad headpointing is that the time you put into it tends to equate to outcomes. It doesn't matter whether you're scouting for new lines, cleaning them, staring at the holds, holding positions, doing moves, training for the moves, getting to know the crag or exploring your mind - it all adds to a sense of intimacy and reciprocal love for and with a route, which ultimately lets you climb it.

There's an excitement now that this thing could actually be linked. That blows my mind - not just because it seemed (and still seems) so hard, but also because it's such a fantastic line. When you look at Sandy, it's the line. It's not only the tallest, it's also pure piercing class. To try and climb such an exquisite line is humbling. Once it's linked, it's only a matter of time before I get to know it well enough to know if I can solo it.  First off though, I have to try and iron-out the transitions between moves.

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