…A title clearly needed to follow on from Classic Rock, Hard Rock etc.
Trying to outwit the rain had worked pretty successfully so far this week, with our expedition to Brimham on wednesday and Stu's sport climbing extravaganza on saturday, but today (sunday) it broke down. Forecast said much the same as saturday (light showers on and off) so me, clare, debra H and Rob trotted off down the york wall where Debra got some leads in, Clare floated up everything with no apparent effort, Rob scampered up 6cs and much fun was had at my expense as I attempted to use the clip drop technique to desensitise my completely out of proportion fear of falling on bolts. As the day went on we kept nipping outside to check the weather, the predicted rain had failed to appear and it was in fact a warm spring day. Eventually I begged and pleaded to be allowed to divert to Brimham, we all reconvened back at Debras, checked the rainfall radar and calculated (ok, I calculated) that the approaching rain band would have passed when we arrived, so off we set. Ominously, as we got closer, the clouds appeared to be moving in the opposite direction to the expected one, but I had faith. We found a route for Debra to lead, and off she set- just in time for the raindrops to start. Debra succesfully finished her route in pouring rain, Rob decided his planned ascent of Lancet Crack was no longer a goer and we fled back to the car in a tropical downpour. Arrived back home in time to find a mail from Debra headed" what we didnt see on the radar" and a link to the updated radar showing the thundrously dark storm following hot on the heels of the innocuous rain band we had seen first.