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1 | 27th October 2024 | 12:25:17 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes_pretty | |
Before
<p>Glenda used a side runner in <a href="/climb/779/the-cad">The Cad</a> though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.</p>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>Queens of the Stone</em> by <a href="/climber/453/lucy-ellis">Lucy Ellis</a>, 2003. <em>On The Edge 126</em>, page 46</p>
After
<p>With this ascent Glenda became the first woman to onsight E7. She used a side runner in <a href="/climb/779/the-cad">The Cad</a> though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.</p>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>Queens of the Stone</em> by <a href="/climber/453/lucy-ellis">Lucy Ellis</a>, 2003. <em>On The Edge 126</em>, page 46</p>
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2 | 27th October 2024 | 12:25:17 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes | |
Before
Glenda used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
### References
[1] *Queens of the Stone* by [Lucy Ellis](/climber/453/lucy-ellis), 2003. *On The Edge 126*, page 46
After
With this ascent Glenda became the first woman to onsight E7. She used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
### References
[1] *Queens of the Stone* by [Lucy Ellis](/climber/453/lucy-ellis), 2003. *On The Edge 126*, page 46
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -1,4 +1,4 @@
-Glenda used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
+With this ascent Glenda became the first woman to onsight E7. She used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
### References
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3 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | ascent_style_id | |
Before
None
After
7
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4 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | climber_id | |
Before
None
After
535
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5 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | climb_id | |
Before
None
After
628
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6 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | ascent_dt_end | |
Before
None
After
1990-10-01
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7 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | ascent_type_id | |
Before
None
After
1
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8 | 1st August 2024 | 07:40:31 | remus | ascent | Dougie Hall | ascent_dt_start | |
Before
None
After
1990-09-01
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9 | 2nd March 2024 | 07:33:55 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes | |
Before
### References
[1] *Queens of the Stone* by [Lucy Ellis](/climber/453/lucy-ellis), 2003. *On The Edge 126*, page 46
After
Glenda used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
### References
[1] *Queens of the Stone* by [Lucy Ellis](/climber/453/lucy-ellis), 2003. *On The Edge 126*, page 46
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -1,3 +1,5 @@
+Glenda used a side runner in [The Cad](/climb/779/the-cad) though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.
+
### References
[1] *Queens of the Stone* by [Lucy Ellis](/climber/453/lucy-ellis), 2003. *On The Edge 126*, page 46
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10 | 2nd March 2024 | 07:33:55 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes_pretty | |
Before
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>Queens of the Stone</em> by <a href="/climber/453/lucy-ellis">Lucy Ellis</a>, 2003. <em>On The Edge 126</em>, page 46</p>
After
<p>Glenda used a side runner in <a href="/climb/779/the-cad">The Cad</a> though there's some debate about how much difference it makes.</p>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>Queens of the Stone</em> by <a href="/climber/453/lucy-ellis">Lucy Ellis</a>, 2003. <em>On The Edge 126</em>, page 46</p>
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11 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | climber_id | |
Before
None
After
138
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12 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | climb_id | |
Before
None
After
628
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13 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_style_id | |
Before
None
After
3
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14 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes | |
Before
None
After
### References
[1] *On The Edge*, Issue 113 page 53
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--- before
+++ after
@@ -1 +1,3 @@
-
+### References
+
+[1] *On The Edge*, Issue 113 page 53
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15 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes_pretty | |
Before
None
After
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>On The Edge</em>, Issue 113 page 53</p>
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16 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_type_id | |
Before
None
After
1
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17 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | Mike Owen | notes | |
Before
Third ascent. The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.
> There was nobody there at all, just Elaine and me. Therefore no chance of a top rope this time. The boulders were slippery and it was very still and quiet. It was do or die. So I set off up the start of The Cad, traversed right to a good foothold and put the HB2 in again. Without hesitating, I committed myself into serious terrain, where it was up to me alone to see this thing through to the end, come what may! I dared not look at the tied off peg as I followed the line of incuts up to the start of the second traverse. There is a shield of rock there where I spent ages trying to get in some dodgy rp's and a tape sling over the top. The seriousness of my position was gnawing away at my concentration (if only I'd known that Hex 4 was nearby!). I have never been so totally frightened in all my years climbing, as I was from that shield onwards. I seemed to be looking down at myself tiptoeing across, with the ropes trailing uselessly down to the left of me. By the time I gained the shallow groove that led to the top I was almost completely spent and there was no meaningful gear to stop me decking out from about 150 feet. There was a nasty sting in the tail: on the last difficult move I felt a tiny foothold break off as I delicately weighted it. For a moment I swear that I thought I was going to fall to my death. At this point, Elaine was well aware of the mess I was in and was weighing up her possible options to run over the slippery boulders in an attempt to take in the slack if I fell. She told me afterwards that she realised there was nothing she could have done! Somehow, I told myself to calm down and test with my foot to see if there was enough left to stand up on. I crawled over the top and just lay there, utterly spent and sobbing as it all sank in. After a long time, I set up an abseil to strip the gear. You should have seen the smile on my face by the time I got down to Elaine. And I've been wearing it ever since! [1]
[1] [https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html](https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html)
After
The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.
> There was nobody there at all, just Elaine and me. Therefore no chance of a top rope this time. The boulders were slippery and it was very still and quiet. It was do or die. So I set off up the start of The Cad, traversed right to a good foothold and put the HB2 in again. Without hesitating, I committed myself into serious terrain, where it was up to me alone to see this thing through to the end, come what may! I dared not look at the tied off peg as I followed the line of incuts up to the start of the second traverse. There is a shield of rock there where I spent ages trying to get in some dodgy rp's and a tape sling over the top. The seriousness of my position was gnawing away at my concentration (if only I'd known that Hex 4 was nearby!). I have never been so totally frightened in all my years climbing, as I was from that shield onwards. I seemed to be looking down at myself tiptoeing across, with the ropes trailing uselessly down to the left of me. By the time I gained the shallow groove that led to the top I was almost completely spent and there was no meaningful gear to stop me decking out from about 150 feet. There was a nasty sting in the tail: on the last difficult move I felt a tiny foothold break off as I delicately weighted it. For a moment I swear that I thought I was going to fall to my death. At this point, Elaine was well aware of the mess I was in and was weighing up her possible options to run over the slippery boulders in an attempt to take in the slack if I fell. She told me afterwards that she realised there was nothing she could have done! Somehow, I told myself to calm down and test with my foot to see if there was enough left to stand up on. I crawled over the top and just lay there, utterly spent and sobbing as it all sank in. After a long time, I set up an abseil to strip the gear. You should have seen the smile on my face by the time I got down to Elaine. And I've been wearing it ever since! [1]
### References
[1] [https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html](https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html)
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -1,5 +1,7 @@
-Third ascent. The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.
+The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.
> There was nobody there at all, just Elaine and me. Therefore no chance of a top rope this time. The boulders were slippery and it was very still and quiet. It was do or die. So I set off up the start of The Cad, traversed right to a good foothold and put the HB2 in again. Without hesitating, I committed myself into serious terrain, where it was up to me alone to see this thing through to the end, come what may! I dared not look at the tied off peg as I followed the line of incuts up to the start of the second traverse. There is a shield of rock there where I spent ages trying to get in some dodgy rp's and a tape sling over the top. The seriousness of my position was gnawing away at my concentration (if only I'd known that Hex 4 was nearby!). I have never been so totally frightened in all my years climbing, as I was from that shield onwards. I seemed to be looking down at myself tiptoeing across, with the ropes trailing uselessly down to the left of me. By the time I gained the shallow groove that led to the top I was almost completely spent and there was no meaningful gear to stop me decking out from about 150 feet. There was a nasty sting in the tail: on the last difficult move I felt a tiny foothold break off as I delicately weighted it. For a moment I swear that I thought I was going to fall to my death. At this point, Elaine was well aware of the mess I was in and was weighing up her possible options to run over the slippery boulders in an attempt to take in the slack if I fell. She told me afterwards that she realised there was nothing she could have done! Somehow, I told myself to calm down and test with my foot to see if there was enough left to stand up on. I crawled over the top and just lay there, utterly spent and sobbing as it all sank in. After a long time, I set up an abseil to strip the gear. You should have seen the smile on my face by the time I got down to Elaine. And I've been wearing it ever since! [1]
+### References
+
[1] [https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html](https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html)
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18 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | Mike Owen | notes_pretty | |
Before
<p>Third ascent. The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>There was nobody there at all, just Elaine and me. Therefore no chance of a top rope this time. The boulders were slippery and it was very still and quiet. It was do or die. So I set off up the start of The Cad, traversed right to a good foothold and put the HB2 in again. Without hesitating, I committed myself into serious terrain, where it was up to me alone to see this thing through to the end, come what may! I dared not look at the tied off peg as I followed the line of incuts up to the start of the second traverse. There is a shield of rock there where I spent ages trying to get in some dodgy rp's and a tape sling over the top. The seriousness of my position was gnawing away at my concentration (if only I'd known that Hex 4 was nearby!). I have never been so totally frightened in all my years climbing, as I was from that shield onwards. I seemed to be looking down at myself tiptoeing across, with the ropes trailing uselessly down to the left of me. By the time I gained the shallow groove that led to the top I was almost completely spent and there was no meaningful gear to stop me decking out from about 150 feet. There was a nasty sting in the tail: on the last difficult move I felt a tiny foothold break off as I delicately weighted it. For a moment I swear that I thought I was going to fall to my death. At this point, Elaine was well aware of the mess I was in and was weighing up her possible options to run over the slippery boulders in an attempt to take in the slack if I fell. She told me afterwards that she realised there was nothing she could have done! Somehow, I told myself to calm down and test with my foot to see if there was enough left to stand up on. I crawled over the top and just lay there, utterly spent and sobbing as it all sank in. After a long time, I set up an abseil to strip the gear. You should have seen the smile on my face by the time I got down to Elaine. And I've been wearing it ever since! [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>[1] <a href="https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html">https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html</a></p>
After
<p>The week before Mike had set off up the route but had to get a top rope rescue as he couldn't clip the peg.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>There was nobody there at all, just Elaine and me. Therefore no chance of a top rope this time. The boulders were slippery and it was very still and quiet. It was do or die. So I set off up the start of The Cad, traversed right to a good foothold and put the HB2 in again. Without hesitating, I committed myself into serious terrain, where it was up to me alone to see this thing through to the end, come what may! I dared not look at the tied off peg as I followed the line of incuts up to the start of the second traverse. There is a shield of rock there where I spent ages trying to get in some dodgy rp's and a tape sling over the top. The seriousness of my position was gnawing away at my concentration (if only I'd known that Hex 4 was nearby!). I have never been so totally frightened in all my years climbing, as I was from that shield onwards. I seemed to be looking down at myself tiptoeing across, with the ropes trailing uselessly down to the left of me. By the time I gained the shallow groove that led to the top I was almost completely spent and there was no meaningful gear to stop me decking out from about 150 feet. There was a nasty sting in the tail: on the last difficult move I felt a tiny foothold break off as I delicately weighted it. For a moment I swear that I thought I was going to fall to my death. At this point, Elaine was well aware of the mess I was in and was weighing up her possible options to run over the slippery boulders in an attempt to take in the slack if I fell. She told me afterwards that she realised there was nothing she could have done! Somehow, I told myself to calm down and test with my foot to see if there was enough left to stand up on. I crawled over the top and just lay there, utterly spent and sobbing as it all sank in. After a long time, I set up an abseil to strip the gear. You should have seen the smile on my face by the time I got down to Elaine. And I've been wearing it ever since! [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html">https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/2013/09/what-do-steve-boote-climbing-hangar-and.html</a></p>
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19 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:45 | remus | ascent | Phil Davidson | notes_pretty | |
Before
<p>Attempted second ascent.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Backed off from peg due to wind...and possible death. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>[1] <a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312">https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312</a></p>
After
<p>Attempted second ascent.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Backed off from peg due to wind...and possible death. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312">https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312</a></p>
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20 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:45 | remus | ascent | Phil Davidson | notes | |
Before
Attempted second ascent.
> Backed off from peg due to wind...and possible death. [1]
[1] [https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312](https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312)
After
Attempted second ascent.
> Backed off from peg due to wind...and possible death. [1]
### References
[1] [https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312](https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312)
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -2,4 +2,6 @@
> Backed off from peg due to wind...and possible death. [1]
+### References
+
[1] [https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312](https://www.ukclimbing.com/logbook/crags/gogarth_north_stack_and_main_cliff-598/the_bells_the_bells-4312)
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