Desperado

When you approach the end of the year thoughts turn to goals accomplished and those that got away. However today was not going to be a day for reflection as I was intent on getting out on rock. Unfortunately the rock on the beach was a greasy kind of wet. I wasn't going to be put off though, and walked from the main beach all the way past the mother lode out to the crumbling cliffs. As I turned to head back I caught sight of a small landslide... the cliffs don't know it's the end of the year and a time for reflection, they keep on crumbling. I wasn't going to be denied, and spied a few slopers, low down and semi-dry, on the lone boulder marking the end of the mother lode. Desperate for a climb I chalked them up and raced to put my shoes on as the tide was getting closer. One shot at it before I'd be castaway on my bouldering pad. Typical lay down start as the only decent feet were miles away from the holds. Pull on, rock over... and that's all there was time for. Another project for another year. Boots on and pad away as the waves got to within touching distance.

Desperado Project