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| 21 | 3rd July 2024 | 20:21:39 | remus | ascent | Mayan Skies | climb_id | |
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| 22 | 3rd July 2024 | 20:21:39 | remus | ascent | Mayan Skies | ascent_style_id | |
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| 23 | 3rd July 2024 | 20:21:39 | remus | ascent | Mayan Skies | ascent_type_id | |
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| 24 | 3rd July 2024 | 20:21:39 | remus | ascent | Mayan Skies | ascent_dt_end | |
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| 25 | 14th May 2024 | 17:29:17 | remus | - | - | notes | |
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Mike Owen's blog [https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/](https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/)
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-Mike Owen's blog [https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/](https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/)
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| 26 | 14th May 2024 | 17:29:17 | remus | - | - | notes_pretty | |
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<p>Mike Owen's blog <a href="https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/">https://mikeowenfrance.blogspot.com/</a></p>
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| 27 | 14th May 2024 | 17:03:39 | remus | - | - | eight_a_nu_url | |
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https://www.8a.nu/user/mike-owen/sportclimbing
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| 28 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | The Bells! The Bells! | notes_pretty | |
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<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>
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<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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| 29 | 23rd February 2024 | 18:17:09 | remus | ascent | The Bells! The Bells! | 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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-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
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[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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| 30 | 20th December 2023 | 17:07:18 | remus | ascent | The Hollow Man | notes | |
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Third ascent. Mike had previously climbed [The Bells! The Bells!](/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!) which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.
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Mike had previously climbed [The Bells! The Bells!](/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!) which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.
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-Third ascent. Mike had previously climbed [The Bells! The Bells!](/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!) which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.
+Mike had previously climbed [The Bells! The Bells!](/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!) which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.
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| 31 | 20th December 2023 | 17:07:18 | remus | ascent | The Hollow Man | notes_pretty | |
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<p>Third ascent. Mike had previously climbed <a href="/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!">The Bells! The Bells!</a> which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.</p>
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<p>Mike had previously climbed <a href="/climb/628/the-bells!-the-bells!">The Bells! The Bells!</a> which shares the same middle section, the rest of the climbing was completely onsight.</p>
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| 32 | 25th November 2021 | 08:19:21 | remus | - | - | - | |
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| 33 | 25th November 2021 | 08:02:33 | remus | - | - | - | |
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| 34 | 24th November 2021 | 15:37:01 | remus | - | - | - | |
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| 35 | 9th March 2021 | 08:44:09 | remus | - | - | - | |
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| 36 | 7th March 2021 | 22:39:53 | remus | - | - | - | |
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