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Year of publication 1960 - Fell and Rock Climbing Club

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8 EXTREMES AND EXCESSESget attached to these little crags, close to roads <strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong>ten insunshine.But now I must put things in perspective. After all thistalk about the retarded development <strong>of</strong> Lakel<strong>and</strong> climbing Iwant to add that some <strong>of</strong> us have tried very hard. We havenot been idle. Some people simply don't realize whatqualities are dem<strong>and</strong>ed <strong>of</strong> the leaders <strong>of</strong> new routes <strong>and</strong> atwhat physical <strong>and</strong> nervous expense these sometimes dangerouslyvegetated enterprises are effected. I can think <strong>of</strong> nobetter way <strong>of</strong> conveying this than by describing two daysspent in Swindale by my brother <strong>and</strong> myself last July orAugust.I had noticed this line, a heather-tufted, overhanginggroove, the previous year whilst completing the Guide. On aperfectly fine day we went up to try it. Evidently someonehad been about 15 feet up verv recently. I attacked <strong>and</strong> after agreat deal <strong>of</strong> fiddling <strong>and</strong> nervousness <strong>and</strong> tweaking out bits <strong>of</strong>heather I made about 20 feet, having to learn every move,forward <strong>and</strong> back, by copious experiment. After a half-hour,with the heat, dirt <strong>and</strong> awkwardness, I seemed discouraged<strong>and</strong> disgraced <strong>and</strong> decided to leave it for another day. AndI was about to descend when suddenly, though capacity wasnot yet present, desire swelled <strong>and</strong> although I couldn't get upI would not come down: a frustrating <strong>and</strong> embarrassingsituation for leader <strong>and</strong> second alike. So that I was constrainedto remain where I was for a while, supported at thatheight by appetite, checked there by a faint overhang, whilstmy nervous energy began to suppurate slowly.I started to let fall the cliches <strong>of</strong> the uncertain leader,drawing neither encouragement nor acknowledgement otherthan subtle adjustments in the tension <strong>of</strong> the rope. I said thatif I could just get my feet where my h<strong>and</strong>s were . . .; that itwas no use; that one good hold would take me to the restingplace; that the holds all sloped; that I was going to fall <strong>of</strong>f;that I was not going to fall <strong>of</strong>f; that I would have to move backfor a rest; that we were wasting our time; that I would haveone final go. I had it; <strong>and</strong> several more. Another half-hourslipped by. 'It's no good,' I said. 'I'm coming down. Right.Take in.'When the leader was in the resting place, these strugglesrewarded, an access <strong>of</strong> pride took him <strong>and</strong> he stood there in a

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