Yesterday we returned to Stanage in the late afternoon to watch Andy finally get stood up on Careless Torque to find himself looking at the last moove. No chalk and his first time there meant retreat, retreat. A return visit i think is high on the cards soon.
This morning Andy, Percy and myself flew to Font away from the good conditions in the UK and into the ming in France. Finally at about 3pm the rock began to dry and we had an excellent tour of classics at Bas Cuvier, and i even did a 7a i had never done before. The best thing though after injuring my ribs on Saturday was that i could climb.