Out-Flanking Floris
Jake had a couple of days’ window before starting a stretch of night shifts, but the imminent arrival of Storm Floris sweeping in from the west was looking like scuppering […]
Jake had a couple of days’ window before starting a stretch of night shifts, but the imminent arrival of Storm Floris sweeping in from the west was looking like scuppering […]
Brilliant to re-launch the BMC’s International Climbing Meet after an eight year gap (another victim of Covid that’s taken a while to get back on its feet). With the hiatus […]
Brilliant to see so many people at Gogarth last weekend. Around 80 Rucksackers, Pinnies and various friends and family made the journey (pilgrimage?) onto Holy Island, despite the cruddy forecast, […]
One swallow might not make a summer, but the year’s first trip to Gogarth certainly marks a significant watershed in seeing off the winter. The lure of promised sunshine out […]
There’s a mythical sun-kissed world, way out west, where the land meets the sea in a twisted mess of verticality and fragility: The Land of Steepness and Looseness a.k.a. Gogarth’s […]
Tash and Chris had got a week’s holiday and a first opportunity for ages to get some climbing done after the rigours of thesis writing. I was duly commissioned to […]
Fear not! This isn’t a tale of inadequate catering on the Rucksack Club’s annual Gogarth meet (a.k.a. “The Barbecue Meet”, much to my chagrin!). Helen and I have been organising […]
Yes, I know it’s fallen down! So did I! Read on and all will become clear… Paul and I were heading along a rainy A55 on the way to Gogarth, […]
Scattered showers across the country prompted the inevitable journey along the A55. Stan and I try to schedule a Gogarth trip each year in the early Autumn, once the bird […]
Helen and I have been organising the Rucksack Club’s annual pilgrimage to Gogarth for over 20 years (a terrifying thought in itself!) After the “virtual” zoom version in 2020, and […]
With a bit of a mixed forecast, Wales was looking like the best of a bad bunch for an extended weekend with Paul. As a bonus it meant we could […]
Regular readers (both of you!) will know that Gogarth is my favourite stomping ground, so unsurprisingly I’m gradually running out of things that I haven’t done or aren’t too terrifying […]
Helen and I have organised a Rucksack Club meet at Gogarth every year for the last two decades, or at least we had done until last year when we had […]
It goes without saying that the interruption of my climbing exploits is pretty small beer in amongst the tragedy and tumult of the last year. However, the fact that 2020 […]
Every June, for almost 20 years, Helen and I have organised The Gogarth Meet. Despite my best efforts, and the climbing on The Best Crag In The World, this has […]
It was a dodgy forecast, but a Rucksack Club meet at Beudy (our hut in The Pass) is usually worth it for the social anyway – climbing is a bonus. […]
Amidst a fairly unspectacular summer, the forecast for the Rucksack Club’s annual pilgrimage to Gogarth wasn’t looking particularly auspicious. I’ve been organising this gathering for almost 20 years, and not […]
I remember an early Gogarth experience with Paul, over 25 years ago, when we ticked three major 3* classics (Dream, Gogarth and something else – obviously I don’t remember it […]
Sunday morning and I should be on a plane to Vegas. That didn’t work out (yet) but as a consolation I’m heading west along the A55, bound for Gogarth. The […]
Helen and I have been organising the annual Rucksack Club Gogarth meet, on Holy Island, Anglesey, for about 15 years now. The formula is pretty simple: take the best crag […]