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	Date	Time	User	Type	Name	Attribute
281	10th August 2026	12:35:14 UTC	Mono	climber	Dougal Haston	notes
Before A Scottish mountaineer who was famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya. ### Dougal Haston - Cumha Dughall by [Robin Campbell](/climber/711) "So, mighty Haston, the painter of Lagangarbh, has gone now, too: killed in some meaningless skiing accident. It's worst when they die abroad. Remember the aching disbelief when Smith went, the dreams from which you couldn't bear to wake, the feeling that you'd turn a corner, somewhere near the High Street, and there he would be – tatty raincoat, grinning suedes, wicked schoolboy smile – and the feeling that came after? At least they found Haston’s body and somebody, Moriarty, saw him buried. You thought it didn't matter about Haston – he'd none of the innocence of Smith, he'd been away from the High Street too long, he’d spent too much time with the worshippers of money and fame - but then you saw the newsreel of Moriarty carrying the coffin through the town and then it mattered. The indomitable giant, his great head bowed, shuffling up through the drifts with the front end of the stretcher and the black coffin swaying past the camera made you crack. Now you wish you'd gone, don't you? You wish you'd mortgaged your meaningless house a bit more and gone. Well, it's too late. Sometime soon you'll be walking in the City and there he'll be – loping along in his big boots, long hands slotted in pockets, ahoulders hunched, the big wolf grin and the North Wall eyes, ready for anything. But he won't really, will he? You remember that time when you both hitched to the Ben, you got there first and he had the key? You kipped in the shithouse, threw the Elsan outside and cursed him. Four o'clock in the morning, a big blue shiny morning, the door burst open and there he was, stripped to the waist cracking that huge grin and waving the key in front of you. Or that other time when you stood all the way from Paris in a train to Chamonix, stumbled out of the station and didn't know a soul? You turned a corner and he was coming towards you like a golden greyhound, sunglassed and sandalled, just back from the Eiger and who could mistake that smile ?! Or the time you tried that horrible route of his on the Tannery Bridge, 'grade six sustained' he said, and you quivering on the final miserable fingerhold while he grinned down the parapet and held out a merciful hand? Well these times are all gone now, for you and for him, and won't be again. Except, once in a while you'll get that kick in the guts that tells you it's a dream and you're going to wake up and whenever you go moping about the old wynds and closes there'll be the feeling at corners and the feeling that comes after. Remember Scott, sitting in some dreary single-end of a studio staring at the camera like a poleaxed bull while the blathering B.B.C. imbecile asked if he ever really knew him? What does knowing matter, (you felt like screaming)! He's gone and, with him, a long loping stride, narrow hips, wide shoulders, a lipless grin and bright blue bivouacked eyes." Reproduced from [SMC journal #168, page 209](https://firebasestorage.googleapis.com/v0/b/the-smc-journals.appspot.com/o/journals%2FNumber%20168%20-%20Vol%2031%20-%201977.pdf?alt=media). After Scottish mountaineer, famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya. ### Dougal Haston - Cumha Dughall by [Robin Campbell](/climber/711) "So, mighty Haston, the painter of Lagangarbh, has gone now, too: killed in some meaningless skiing accident. It's worst when they die abroad. Remember the aching disbelief when Smith went, the dreams from which you couldn't bear to wake, the feeling that you'd turn a corner, somewhere near the High Street, and there he would be – tatty raincoat, grinning suedes, wicked schoolboy smile – and the feeling that came after? At least they found Haston’s body and somebody, Moriarty, saw him buried. You thought it didn't matter about Haston – he'd none of the innocence of Smith, he'd been away from the High Street too long, he’d spent too much time with the worshippers of money and fame - but then you saw the newsreel of Moriarty carrying the coffin through the town and then it mattered. The indomitable giant, his great head bowed, shuffling up through the drifts with the front end of the stretcher and the black coffin swaying past the camera made you crack. Now you wish you'd gone, don't you? You wish you'd mortgaged your meaningless house a bit more and gone. Well, it's too late. Sometime soon you'll be walking in the City and there he'll be – loping along in his big boots, long hands slotted in pockets, ahoulders hunched, the big wolf grin and the North Wall eyes, ready for anything. But he won't really, will he? You remember that time when you both hitched to the Ben, you got there first and he had the key? You kipped in the shithouse, threw the Elsan outside and cursed him. Four o'clock in the morning, a big blue shiny morning, the door burst open and there he was, stripped to the waist cracking that huge grin and waving the key in front of you. Or that other time when you stood all the way from Paris in a train to Chamonix, stumbled out of the station and didn't know a soul? You turned a corner and he was coming towards you like a golden greyhound, sunglassed and sandalled, just back from the Eiger and who could mistake that smile ?! Or the time you tried that horrible route of his on the Tannery Bridge, 'grade six sustained' he said, and you quivering on the final miserable fingerhold while he grinned down the parapet and held out a merciful hand? Well these times are all gone now, for you and for him, and won't be again. Except, once in a while you'll get that kick in the guts that tells you it's a dream and you're going to wake up and whenever you go moping about the old wynds and closes there'll be the feeling at corners and the feeling that comes after. Remember Scott, sitting in some dreary single-end of a studio staring at the camera like a poleaxed bull while the blathering B.B.C. imbecile asked if he ever really knew him? What does knowing matter, (you felt like screaming)! He's gone and, with him, a long loping stride, narrow hips, wide shoulders, a lipless grin and bright blue bivouacked eyes." Reproduced from [SMC journal #168, page 209](https://firebasestorage.googleapis.com/v0/b/the-smc-journals.appspot.com/o/journals%2FNumber%20168%20-%20Vol%2031%20-%201977.pdf?alt=media). Diff `--- before +++ after @@ -1,4 +1,4 @@ -A Scottish mountaineer who was famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya. +Scottish mountaineer, famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya. ### Dougal Haston - Cumha Dughall`
282	10th August 2026	12:35:14 UTC	Mono	climber	Dougal Haston	notes_pretty
Before <p>A Scottish mountaineer who was famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya.</p> <h3>Dougal Haston - Cumha Dughall</h3> <p>by <a href="/climber/711">Robin Campbell</a></p> <p>"So, mighty Haston, the painter of Lagangarbh, has gone now, too: killed in some meaningless skiing accident. It's worst when they die abroad.</p> <p>Remember the aching disbelief when Smith went, the dreams from which you couldn't bear to wake, the feeling that you'd turn a corner, somewhere near the High Street, and there he would be – tatty raincoat, grinning suedes, wicked schoolboy smile – and the feeling that came after?</p> <p>At least they found Haston’s body and somebody, Moriarty, saw him buried. You thought it didn't matter about Haston – he'd none of the innocence of Smith, he'd been away from the High Street too long, he’d spent too much time with the worshippers of money and fame - but then you saw the newsreel of Moriarty carrying the coffin through the town and then it mattered. The indomitable giant, his great head bowed, shuffling up through the drifts with the front end of the stretcher and the black coffin swaying past the camera made you crack.</p> <p>Now you wish you'd gone, don't you? You wish you'd mortgaged your meaningless house a bit more and gone. Well, it's too late. Sometime soon you'll be walking in the City and there he'll be – loping along in his big boots, long hands slotted in pockets, ahoulders hunched, the big wolf grin and the North Wall eyes, ready for anything. But he won't really, will he?</p> <p>You remember that time when you both hitched to the Ben, you got there first and he had the key? You kipped in the shithouse, threw the Elsan outside and cursed him. Four o'clock in the morning, a big blue shiny morning, the door burst open and there he was, stripped to the waist cracking that huge grin and waving the key in front of you. Or that other time when you stood all the way from Paris in a train to Chamonix, stumbled out of the station and didn't know a soul? You turned a corner and he was coming towards you like a golden greyhound, sunglassed and sandalled, just back from the Eiger and who could mistake that smile ?! Or the time you tried that horrible route of his on the Tannery Bridge, 'grade six sustained' he said, and you quivering on the final miserable fingerhold while he grinned down the parapet and held out a merciful hand? Well these times are all gone now, for you and for him, and won't be again. Except, once in a while you'll get that kick in the guts that tells you it's a dream and you're going to wake up and whenever you go moping about the old wynds and closes there'll be the feeling at corners and the feeling that comes after.</p> <p>Remember Scott, sitting in some dreary single-end of a studio staring at the camera like a poleaxed bull while the blathering B.B.C. imbecile asked if he ever really knew him? What does knowing matter, (you felt like screaming)! He's gone and, with him, a long loping stride, narrow hips, wide shoulders, a lipless grin and bright blue bivouacked eyes."</p> <p>Reproduced from <a href="https://firebasestorage.googleapis.com/v0/b/the-smc-journals.appspot.com/o/journals%2FNumber%20168%20-%20Vol%2031%20-%201977.pdf?alt=media">SMC journal #168, page 209</a>.</p> After <p>Scottish mountaineer, famed for his exploits in the UK, the Alps and the Himalaya.</p> <h3>Dougal Haston - Cumha Dughall</h3> <p>by <a href="/climber/711" rel="noopener noreferrer">Robin Campbell</a></p> <p>"So, mighty Haston, the painter of Lagangarbh, has gone now, too: killed in some meaningless skiing accident. It's worst when they die abroad.</p> <p>Remember the aching disbelief when Smith went, the dreams from which you couldn't bear to wake, the feeling that you'd turn a corner, somewhere near the High Street, and there he would be – tatty raincoat, grinning suedes, wicked schoolboy smile – and the feeling that came after?</p> <p>At least they found Haston’s body and somebody, Moriarty, saw him buried. You thought it didn't matter about Haston – he'd none of the innocence of Smith, he'd been away from the High Street too long, he’d spent too much time with the worshippers of money and fame - but then you saw the newsreel of Moriarty carrying the coffin through the town and then it mattered. The indomitable giant, his great head bowed, shuffling up through the drifts with the front end of the stretcher and the black coffin swaying past the camera made you crack.</p> <p>Now you wish you'd gone, don't you? You wish you'd mortgaged your meaningless house a bit more and gone. Well, it's too late. Sometime soon you'll be walking in the City and there he'll be – loping along in his big boots, long hands slotted in pockets, ahoulders hunched, the big wolf grin and the North Wall eyes, ready for anything. But he won't really, will he?</p> <p>You remember that time when you both hitched to the Ben, you got there first and he had the key? You kipped in the shithouse, threw the Elsan outside and cursed him. Four o'clock in the morning, a big blue shiny morning, the door burst open and there he was, stripped to the waist cracking that huge grin and waving the key in front of you. Or that other time when you stood all the way from Paris in a train to Chamonix, stumbled out of the station and didn't know a soul? You turned a corner and he was coming towards you like a golden greyhound, sunglassed and sandalled, just back from the Eiger and who could mistake that smile ?! Or the time you tried that horrible route of his on the Tannery Bridge, 'grade six sustained' he said, and you quivering on the final miserable fingerhold while he grinned down the parapet and held out a merciful hand? Well these times are all gone now, for you and for him, and won't be again. Except, once in a while you'll get that kick in the guts that tells you it's a dream and you're going to wake up and whenever you go moping about the old wynds and closes there'll be the feeling at corners and the feeling that comes after.</p> <p>Remember Scott, sitting in some dreary single-end of a studio staring at the camera like a poleaxed bull while the blathering B.B.C. imbecile asked if he ever really knew him? What does knowing matter, (you felt like screaming)! He's gone and, with him, a long loping stride, narrow hips, wide shoulders, a lipless grin and bright blue bivouacked eyes."</p> <p>Reproduced from <a href="https://firebasestorage.googleapis.com/v0/b/the-smc-journals.appspot.com/o/journals%2FNumber%20168%20-%20Vol%2031%20-%201977.pdf?alt=media" rel="noopener noreferrer">SMC journal #168, page 209</a>.</p>
283	10th August 2026	10:54:00 UTC	Mono	ascent	Cailean Harker's ascent of The Angel's Share	Attempts
Before `None` After `2`
284	10th August 2026	10:53:33 UTC	Mono	media	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNk_WqopVIA	missing_right_to_reproduce
Before `None` After `false`
285	10th August 2026	10:53:33 UTC	Mono	media	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNk_WqopVIA	url
Before `None` After `https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNk_WqopVIA`
286	10th August 2026	10:53:32 UTC	Mono	ascent	Cailean Harker's ascent of The Angel's Share	notes
Before `None` After `Right hand variant ### References [1] [https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA](https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA)` Diff `--- before +++ after @@ -1 +1,5 @@ - +Right hand variant + +### References + +[1] [https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA](https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA)`
287	10th August 2026	10:53:32 UTC	Mono	ascent	Cailean Harker's ascent of The Angel's Share	notes_pretty
Before `None` After `<p>Right hand variant </p> <h3>References</h3> <p>[1] <a href="https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA" rel="noopener noreferrer">https://youtu.be/QNk_WqopVIA</a></p>`
288	10th August 2026	10:50:55 UTC	Mono	ascent	Katy Whittaker's ascent of The Angel's Share	ascent_style_id
Before `1` After `4`
289	10th August 2026	10:50:55 UTC	Mono	ascent	Katy Whittaker's ascent of The Angel's Share	notes_pretty
Before `<h3>References</h3> <p>[1] <a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/news/2012/02/katy_whittaker_repeats_the_angels_share-66925">https://www.ukclimbing.com/news/2012/02/katy_whittaker_repeats_the_angels_share-66925</a></p>` After `<h3>References</h3> <p>[1] <a href="https://www.ukclimbing.com/news/2012/02/katy_whittaker_repeats_the_angels_share-66925" rel="noopener noreferrer">https://www.ukclimbing.com/news/2012/02/katy_whittaker_repeats_the_angels_share-66925</a></p>`
290	10th August 2026	06:50:13 UTC	Mono	media	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iM1DECm0Zsk	missing_right_to_reproduce
Before `None` After `false`
291	10th August 2026	06:50:13 UTC	Mono	media	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iM1DECm0Zsk	url
Before `None` After `https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iM1DECm0Zsk`
292	10th August 2026	06:50:13 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	notes
Before `None` After `### References [1] [https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk](https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk)` Diff `--- before +++ after @@ -1 +1,3 @@ - +### References + +[1] [https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk](https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk)`
293	10th August 2026	06:50:13 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	notes_pretty
Before `None` After `<h3>References</h3> <p>[1] <a href="https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk" rel="noopener noreferrer">https://youtu.be/iM1DECm0Zsk</a></p>`
294	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	ascent_dt_start
Before `None` After `2017-01-01`
295	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	ascent_style_id
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296	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	climb_id
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297	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	ascent_dt_end
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298	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	ascent_type_id
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299	10th August 2026	06:49:41 UTC	Mono	ascent	Dave Barrans's ascent of L’Angle Parfait	climber_id
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300	9th August 2026	21:36:01 UTC	Mono	media	https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1y_P21aOq_g	url
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