Tagged: Trip reports
November 13, 2013 at 16:49 #773
Ladies and Gents. Can people on the Donegal trip write a mini trip report of what you did, any craic you had etc and list all the filthy quotes that Emma said over the course of Saturday night. They will be collated and used to write a trip report which will be added to the club site.
Peace!November 13, 2013 at 22:45 #775
Left PEC approx. 6:30pm. Went for a wee drive Omagh. Got lost because the sat nav is a lying bastard. Eventually got to ASDA. Myles left me waiting in the cold with my beer and eggs. I couldn’t even drink it because I didn’t have anything to open them with.
Anyways, then we went to KFC for about an hour. Then we placed bets on what time we would arrive at Mad Mary’s place. 11:05 (me), 11:07 (Cici), 11:10 (Prebble) and 11:15 (Myles).
After a metric fuckton of driving, we were looking very good for time, so Prebble and Myles decided to sabotage my chances of winning by stopping in Killybegs for a really long time to get cash.
But after another half a fuckton of driving, and lots of kicking the tail out of the Volvo, we arrived at Mad Mary’s at exactly 11:05. Suck it bitches!
Then we had a few brewskis and some banter was had.
Plan was to get up early and head to Malinbeg. Good one mate. Got up at about half 9. Didn’t leave til half 10. Went to Malinbeg. Everything was wetter than Niall’s ma. So top ropes were set up some stuff for Freshers. In the mean time, we went bouldering for a while.
About 1-ish, people split off to go for a walk somewhere. I wasn’t really listening where, so you’ll have to ask them where they went.
Then I seconded Stuart up Albatross, which definitely isn’t a VS. Eddie Cooper mustn’t like people climbing his routes, because that one was nails! Then Laura top roped it and somehow managed to invert herself. How? I haven’t a clue. But she’s alright and got up the route.
Then we had a good laugh about how Stuart shat a few bricks on the second part because it was scary and daft. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, climbing is just daft, why the hell do we do it?!
Then we went home. Made dinner. Few more brewskis, then off to the pub.
Up early enough, about half 8, or maybe 9. Dunno, don’t care to be honest.
Left the place first. We followed Jordan and got lost. He lost a few man points because he asked for directions.
Got there in the end.Did a metric fuckton of bouldering. Stupid overhanging dafty and a dafty stupid double leg jamming thingy. And a few smaller things but nothing important enough to make a note of.
Then around one ish again. We went up to the top and some eejits set up a few top ropes up stuff that was definitely wetter than Niall’s ma. Like, she was dripping! But the Freshers all climbed it anyways.
Too wet to lead anything in my opinion, but a few dafties went and did it anyway. Ask them what they did. I’m just telling you what happened from my point of view.
The rest of us lay up on the top on the ground out of the wind for about 2 hours. But basically, I was a keystone in the pile of bodies. It was nice and toasty, although someone kept elbowing me in places and I couldn’t do anything to stop them because I couldn’t move at all.
Then the peoples did some Human Jousting. After that, O’Hagandazz, Boston-Physics Man and Orienteer Man went up the hill and back. They flashed us a few times… With their torch that is.
They eventually came back and we could leave. Then Prebble lost his phone. Turns out he didn’t lose it, it was just down the side of the door where I was sitting. I didn’t look too hard because I wanted control of the music for a while.
Enjoyed the chippy. Finished mine, then someone else’s chips, then someone else’s. Cici brought some back to the car, but I started feeling a bit full up. And didn’t eat them in the end.
There was also a bet on the time we’d arrive back. I can’t remember what everyone said, but I won that as well.
We went on a long drive home. Myles dropped me off home.
November 16, 2013 at 18:27 #818
- This reply was modified 4 years, 2 months ago by Kevin.
5.00pm, phone call from Stuart asking me to drive as his car had packed in. Left around 6.30pm after some hectic re-planning with laser’d eyes and crazy Pole. Trod the familiar path (for me) to Omagh and ASDA for supplies.
Onward towards Donegal, via some “interesting” roads, and “dubious” driving (quote outside Killybegs “Oh, corner….. more corner…… MORE CORNER!!!!”), finally arriving 2nd at Mad Mary’s at about 11pm.
Proceeded to nab a bed, while absorbing as much heat as possible for the day ahead.
We were supposed to get up early? 9am appeared anyway, left well after that. Watched the fresher’s top rope a handful of routes and took some pretty pictures while waiting for the bouldering to dry up. Also went and did the abseil and scramble that was setup by Mr. President. May have slightly froze on the scramble.
Then all hail broke loose. Briefly. Soaked everything, so half went for a dander, half hung about and hoped that it would dry up, which it thankfully did. Learnt a bit more about placing gear from Campbell with Chris doing his best to put him off.
Oh, yea, then some more climbing. Ronan led VS with Lisa second, Chris led HS with Myles second. Ask them for names. Top roped by several others with myself becoming Steve-off Champion 2013, just.
Mad Mary’s, food, kicked Campbell at chess, got mine handed to me by chess ninja Stijn, banter, pub, banter, bed.
No idea what time up or left at. None of Mad Mary’s hats left, made Steve sad.
Arrived first, with several wrong turns and a convoy following us.
Bouldering ensued. Fairly easy mantle problem, completely daft overhung thing, which I got to the edge of the overhang somehow, and squeezed down into a crack, which I’m still convinced I could have fitted through, but didn’t want to try, just in case.
About 1pm, a handful of top ropes set up. Along with the “cosy mass grave of doom” as I think it has been dubbed. Very warm, very few people actually climbed due to the warmth. Much laughter as we tried to figure out who was around/elbowing/crushing us. Became champion of human jousting, bit of a winning weekend, Mr. Sheen should take notes.
Managed to do the route that was closest to the cars, someone can fill in name/grade here, but only after I had face planted the rock while being let down over the overhang.
Day done, to Killybegs for substantial amounts of fish and chips. Belfast, after being kept awake by good music and craic, at some time, somehow awake and running on fumes.
Left CoReck home, went to Ronan/Stuart/Lisa’s, recovered for a while and went home and slept.
(May not be entirely accurate, feel free to correct)
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