It was just Sister Matt and me at the cave today.
I love a crowd at the crag but it's different when you have the place to yourselves.We have a shot at climbs we don't usually do. Dogging around on hard stuff and then suddenly pulling off a surprise lap on the project.
Storms o'er the cane feilds. Water falling in the wind off the lip of the cave.
Bits of chat. Other bits of nothing much. Weekday climbing always feels a bit like wagging school.