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| 21 | 2nd March 2024 | 07:33:55 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes | |
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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
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| 22 | 2nd March 2024 | 07:33:55 | remus | ascent | Glenda Huxter | notes_pretty | |
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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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| 23 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_style_id | |
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| 24 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | climb_id | |
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| 25 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | climber_id | |
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| 26 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_type_id | |
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| 27 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes_pretty | |
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<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <em>On The Edge</em>, Issue 113 page 53</p>
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| 28 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:52 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes | |
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### References
[1] *On The Edge*, Issue 113 page 53
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| 29 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | Mike Owen | notes_pretty | |
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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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| 30 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | Mike Owen | notes | |
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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)
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| 31 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:45 | remus | ascent | Phil Davidson | notes_pretty | |
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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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| 32 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:45 | remus | ascent | Phil Davidson | notes | |
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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)
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| 33 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:33 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes | |
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Before
[https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=115863326537220&set=a.115862679870618](https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=115863326537220&set=a.115862679870618)
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| 34 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:33 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p><a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=115863326537220&set=a.115862679870618">https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=115863326537220&set=a.115862679870618</a></p>
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| 35 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:23 | remus | ascent | Andy Pollitt | notes | |
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Before
Second ascent.
[https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110](https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110)
After
### References
[1] [https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110](https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110)
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| 36 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:16:23 | remus | ascent | Andy Pollitt | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>Second ascent.</p>
<p><a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110">https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110</a></p>
After
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110">https://www.ukclimbing.com/gear/publications/other_publications/the_bells_the_bells__an_extract_from_andy_pollitts_punk_in_the_gym-12110</a></p>
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| 37 | 5th February 2024 | 08:54:45 | remus | ascent | Craig Parnaby | ascent_type_id | |
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| 38 | 5th February 2024 | 08:54:45 | remus | ascent | Craig Parnaby | climber_id | |
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1916
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| 39 | 5th February 2024 | 08:54:45 | remus | ascent | Craig Parnaby | notes | |
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[John Watson](/climber/1499/john-watson):
> One weekend he went down to Wales and onsighted *The Bells, The Bells* saying it was 'rather easy', in the manner of a gifted schoolboy rolling his eyes at simplistic homework. [1]
### References
[1] [https://www.stonecountrypress.co.uk/2009/08/unsponsored-heroes-craig-parnaby_12.html](https://www.stonecountrypress.co.uk/2009/08/unsponsored-heroes-craig-parnaby_12.html)
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| 40 | 5th February 2024 | 08:54:45 | remus | ascent | Craig Parnaby | ascent_style_id | |
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