| Date | Time | User | Type | Name | Attribute | ||
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| 1 | 25th October 2024 | 16:58:56 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes | |
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Before
> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
### References
[1] [https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
After
> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
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-> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
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-### References
-
-[1] [https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
+> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
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| 2 | 25th October 2024 | 16:58:56 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<blockquote>
<p><a href="/climb/1034">Margins</a> is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137">https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137</a></p>
After
<blockquote>
<p><a href="/climb/1034">Margins</a> is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.</p>
</blockquote>
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| 3 | 30th August 2024 | 09:06:48 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_dt_end | |
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Before
2001-01-01
After
2000-08-01
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| 4 | 30th August 2024 | 09:06:48 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_dt_start | |
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Before
2000-01-01
After
2000-07-01
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| 5 | 30th August 2024 | 09:06:48 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff. </p>
<p>The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
After
<p>James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff. </p>
<p>The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
<p>[2] <em>On The Edge</em> Issue 101, page 11</p>
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| 6 | 30th August 2024 | 09:06:48 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes | |
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Before
James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:
> After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff.
> The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]
### References
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
After
James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:
> After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff.
> The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]
### References
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
[2] *On The Edge* Issue 101, page 11
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### References
-[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
+[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
+
+[2] *On The Edge* Issue 101, page 11
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| 7 | 5th July 2024 | 16:13:44 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes | |
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Before
James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:
> After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff.
> The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
After
James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:
> After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff.
> The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]
### References
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
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> The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]
+### References
+
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
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| 8 | 5th July 2024 | 16:13:44 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff. </p>
<p>The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
After
<p>James had an epic whilst trying to onsight the route:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>After a few tough sequences leading up right to get stood up in semi balance on crimps I thought I was ‘in’, a small amount of euphoria started to arrive. Unfortunately the handholds went dry, just having those ‘only for balance’ type hand holds. The move was obvious, put your left foot high onto a small edge and spring for what was hopefully an edge above. I was pretty baked from the effort so far and could see the feet went shit beyond. Half an hour of failing to progress via any possible option and the invincibility had worn off with the pain of reality soon to become the biggest epic I’d ever had in climbing dangerous routes. I think the sun had hit me before I’d realised I’d have to drop the ropes and it was 2 hours or so later before the ropes, 2* 9mm’s tied together got thrown blindly from Adam Wilde out over Cloggy to rescue my absolutely fucked body and mind from the clutches of the black cliff. </p>
<p>The situation had been horrendous for both of us, he was looking at having a teenage kid die on him and I had assumed for some length of time I was going to die as my tendons had been ebbing away in a really terrifying manner. I also knew my family would be devastated and I knew it was stupid. I remember thinking so fast about everything. Everything I wouldn’t ever be able to do. I was so sure I was a dead man. I’d pleaded with every god I could think of for a miracle and tbh when I sailed down to near the base of Vember on that line it did feel like I’d received one. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
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| 9 | 5th July 2024 | 16:13:32 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes | |
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Before
> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
[https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
After
> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
### References
[1] [https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
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> [Margins](/climb/1034) is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.
-[https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
+### References
+
+[1] [https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137](https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137)
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| 10 | 5th July 2024 | 16:13:32 | remus | ascent | John Redhead | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<blockquote>
<p><a href="/climb/1034">Margins</a> is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.</p>
</blockquote>
<p><a href="https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137">https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137</a></p>
After
<blockquote>
<p><a href="/climb/1034">Margins</a> is more strenuous and technical but Master's is a much harder lead. The crux and substance of the route done in 1980 by myself.</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137">https://www.facebook.com/rockarchivist/photos/a.116371059819780/116374156486137</a></p>
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| 11 | 7th December 2023 | 11:46:31 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes | |
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Before
> I was drawn up there almost unconsciously. I’d justified it to myself, partly through listening to [Jerrys](/climber/131/jerry-moffatt) take on the route. I’ve always loved treading in the footsteps of heros [sic] and this was another opportunity. It wasn’t about the quality of the route, it was about the experience it offered. It was also a mental block and I hate the thought of those, they just shouldn’t be allowed.
> ...
> I’d done more than 200 routes of E7-9 and this bastard felt amongst the most serious few leads I’d ever done. It was more than just my history with it for sure, the way Jerry went was really dangerous and if Leo went that way as a 17 year old in shit shoes it’s just extraordinary and shows the mental audacity he had in the late 90s. From reading into Jerrys account of his ascent I’m pretty sure this is where he went and I’ll just throw it out there and say I think he did an E9 in 1983 and I don’t feel too bad for having a total fucking epic on it as a teenager. [1]
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
After
> I was drawn up there almost unconsciously. I’d justified it to myself, partly through listening to [Jerrys](/climber/131/jerry-moffatt) take on the route. I’ve always loved treading in the footsteps of heros [sic] and this was another opportunity. It wasn’t about the quality of the route, it was about the experience it offered. It was also a mental block and I hate the thought of those, they just shouldn’t be allowed.
> ...
> I’d done more than 200 routes of E7-9 and this bastard felt amongst the most serious few leads I’d ever done. It was more than just my history with it for sure, the way Jerry went was really dangerous and if Leo went that way as a 17 year old in shit shoes it’s just extraordinary and shows the mental audacity he had in the late 90s. From reading into Jerrys account of his ascent I’m pretty sure this is where he went and I’ll just throw it out there and say I think he did an E9 in 1983 and I don’t feel too bad for having a total fucking epic on it as a teenager. [1]
### References
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
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--- before
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@@ -4,4 +4,6 @@
> I’d done more than 200 routes of E7-9 and this bastard felt amongst the most serious few leads I’d ever done. It was more than just my history with it for sure, the way Jerry went was really dangerous and if Leo went that way as a 17 year old in shit shoes it’s just extraordinary and shows the mental audacity he had in the late 90s. From reading into Jerrys account of his ascent I’m pretty sure this is where he went and I’ll just throw it out there and say I think he did an E9 in 1983 and I don’t feel too bad for having a total fucking epic on it as a teenager. [1]
+### References
+
[1] [http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock](http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock)
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| 12 | 7th December 2023 | 11:46:31 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<blockquote>
<p>I was drawn up there almost unconsciously. I’d justified it to myself, partly through listening to <a href="/climber/131/jerry-moffatt">Jerrys</a> take on the route. I’ve always loved treading in the footsteps of heros [sic] and this was another opportunity. It wasn’t about the quality of the route, it was about the experience it offered. It was also a mental block and I hate the thought of those, they just shouldn’t be allowed. </p>
<p>...</p>
<p>I’d done more than 200 routes of E7-9 and this bastard felt amongst the most serious few leads I’d ever done. It was more than just my history with it for sure, the way Jerry went was really dangerous and if Leo went that way as a 17 year old in shit shoes it’s just extraordinary and shows the mental audacity he had in the late 90s. From reading into Jerrys account of his ascent I’m pretty sure this is where he went and I’ll just throw it out there and say I think he did an E9 in 1983 and I don’t feel too bad for having a total fucking epic on it as a teenager. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
After
<blockquote>
<p>I was drawn up there almost unconsciously. I’d justified it to myself, partly through listening to <a href="/climber/131/jerry-moffatt">Jerrys</a> take on the route. I’ve always loved treading in the footsteps of heros [sic] and this was another opportunity. It wasn’t about the quality of the route, it was about the experience it offered. It was also a mental block and I hate the thought of those, they just shouldn’t be allowed. </p>
<p>...</p>
<p>I’d done more than 200 routes of E7-9 and this bastard felt amongst the most serious few leads I’d ever done. It was more than just my history with it for sure, the way Jerry went was really dangerous and if Leo went that way as a 17 year old in shit shoes it’s just extraordinary and shows the mental audacity he had in the late 90s. From reading into Jerrys account of his ascent I’m pretty sure this is where he went and I’ll just throw it out there and say I think he did an E9 in 1983 and I don’t feel too bad for having a total fucking epic on it as a teenager. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] <a href="http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock">http://www.jamesmchaffie.com/caffs-blog/masters-wall-extreme-rock</a></p>
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| 13 | 7th December 2023 | 11:45:48 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Leo speaking to <a href="/climber/702/niall-grimes">Niall Grimes</a>:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.</p>
<p>...</p>
<p>I did <a href="/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream">A Midsummer Night's Dream</a> and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
<p>[2] <a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA">https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA</a></p>
After
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Leo speaking to <a href="/climber/702/niall-grimes">Niall Grimes</a>:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points [of the summer] depending on how you look at it.</p>
<p>...</p>
<p>I did <a href="/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream">A Midsummer Night's Dream</a> and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it way harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
<p>[2] <a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA">https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA</a></p>
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| 14 | 7th December 2023 | 11:45:48 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes | |
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Before
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
Leo speaking to [Niall Grimes](/climber/702/niall-grimes):
> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.
> ...
> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
After
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
Leo speaking to [Niall Grimes](/climber/702/niall-grimes):
> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points [of the summer] depending on how you look at it.
> ...
> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it way harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -4,11 +4,11 @@
Leo speaking to [Niall Grimes](/climber/702/niall-grimes):
-> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.
+> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points [of the summer] depending on how you look at it.
> ...
-> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
+> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it way harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
### References
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| 15 | 7th December 2023 | 11:45:05 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
<p>[2] <a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA">https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA</a></p>
After
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<p>Leo speaking to <a href="/climber/702/niall-grimes">Niall Grimes</a>:</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.</p>
<p>...</p>
<p>I did <a href="/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream">A Midsummer Night's Dream</a> and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
<p>[2] <a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA">https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA</a></p>
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| 16 | 7th December 2023 | 11:45:05 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes | |
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Before
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
After
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
Leo speaking to [Niall Grimes](/climber/702/niall-grimes):
> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.
> ...
> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
Diff
--- before
+++ after
@@ -1,6 +1,14 @@
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
+
+Leo speaking to [Niall Grimes](/climber/702/niall-grimes):
+
+> Masters Wall was one of the high points, or low points depending on how you look at it.
+
+> ...
+
+> I did [A Midsummer Night's Dream](/climb/1075/a-midsummer-night's-dream) and walked up it, which is supposed to be E6 6b and so technically Master's Wall is only one notch harder but it's not, it's fucking miles harder...I found it wa harder and had a god-awful epic on it. [2]
### References
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| 17 | 7th December 2023 | 11:41:17 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes_pretty | |
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Before
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
After
<p>An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]</p>
</blockquote>
<h3>References</h3>
<p>[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.</p>
<p>[2] <a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA">https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA</a></p>
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| 18 | 7th December 2023 | 11:41:17 | remus | ascent | Leo Houlding | notes | |
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Before
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
After
An incredibly audacious ascent from a young Leo who was aged just 16 at the time. Being young and poor his shoes had a big hole worn in them and the only other shoes he could get hold of were 2 sizes too large.
> I had hit my limit, that ephemeral, invisible line. Panic rising I desperately tried to stay on top of my fear. Feeling close to critica, I closed my eyes and felt around the area of rock where I needed my hands to be, like a blind man reading Braille, until my fingers connected with a character that felt good enough at this desperate point on which to pull. Too scared to look at what I held, I went for it and made a massive rock over to a distan the edge. My fingers stuck to the Braille and I grabbed the hold. To my dismay it was wet, as were the next couple of far better crimps. Now I knew I had thoroughly crossed the line and was beyond my limit. WIthout stopping I scrabbled my feet and pulled on the wet holds, praying my fingers wouldn't grease off. The next moves were like an out of body experience, again powered by a force beyond myself, until I came back to reality with my feet established on better holds and my hands on positive bu filthy features. [1]
### References
[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
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+++ after
@@ -4,4 +4,6 @@
### References
-[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
+[1] Houlding, L. (2022). Closer to the Edge: Climbing to the Ends of the Earth. United Kingdom: Headline.
+
+[2] [https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA](https://open.spotify.com/episode/2KczO0Bqnj82XH0b9SjD7T?KZcplA)
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| 19 | 15th November 2023 | 17:21:02 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_dt_end | |
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Before
2001-01-01
After
2001-01-01 00:00:00
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| 20 | 15th November 2023 | 17:21:02 | remus | ascent | James McHaffie | ascent_dt_start | |
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Before
2000-01-01
After
2000-01-01 00:00:00
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