Before he headed back off to Uni, Mark was desperate to squeeze in one more day of climbing on gritstone so, his final Wednesday, we loaded all of his gear in the car and headed off to Stanage. The sun was shining and all was well - until Chesterfield, when the clouds began to gather. After that, the further north we travelled, the more the clouds were gathering until at around Calver...
We didn't even bother walking up to the edge. From the car, you could see the wetness of the rock. The rain was streaming down persistently and the sky was grey from horizon to horizon!
What to do..?
I didn't fancy a day watching him bouldering at the indoor wall in Sheffield, so we decided to return home in a loop past The Roaches in the hope that the weather down there may be reasonable.
And guess what..!
It was a glorious afternoon!
Mark found a couple of easy peasy routes for me to follow him up and top roped an E2 barefoot (with me on belay) after which I settled down with my flask of coffee, while he got out his toothbrush...