I definitely was beginning to feel slightly gripped. I'm 15 foot above my last runner having just made a tricky move. Feet on smears, fingers curled tightly over small, sharp crimps. I need a number 3 wire... i search frantically through my rack. Shit where is it. Realisation - they're both in the rock beneath me. Shit. Look around. Breathe. A reasonable rp goes in near my feet. I relax slightly. Then I see the light - Jims micro friend. It fits into the rock 3 slot perfectly. Job done. Climb now, shake out that pump. A big move via a pocket leads to the good rest on Left Wall. Only E3 from here...
Dinas Cromlech what a crag!
