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These are the latest trip reports from our club trips around Swansea, the UK and beyond. You can also have a look at the archive of older trip reports.
If you can feel your hands, you’re not climbing hard enough! Despite the cold and wet, the club’s second trip of the year was a great success, with members enjoying two full days out climbing on the hills. Friday started with the usual challenge of fitting 18 people plus kit into cars, once accomplished, we set off for t’North. After a four hour journey, and a stop for a traditional (for the club) tea at KFC, we arrived at the Snowdon Inn, which compared to previous visits was pretty quiet. With the prospect of an early start, everybody settled down to an early(ish!) night. Saturday morning proved to be as forecast; misty…
Trip report by Rosie Dyer "We had our first weekend away to the Peak District last weekend, we set off in convoy Friday night and after a long drive arrived at Chinley scout hut, a super cute little place with lots of flags and boy scout type decor, and after a not so brief trip to a 24 hour Tesco which was closed (?!) settled down to get a couple of hours sleep. We woke before dawn on the Saturday to get to the crag early and get lots of climbing done, we split into two groups, some discovering bouldering on gritstone for the first time and some spending the day experiencing trad. climbing for the fiirst time, we had a very relaxed day…
Trip report Written by Matt Everett: Trebanog trip 7th March The day started out dispondently; only 5 people turned up, the slight breeze that was blowing was bitterly cold, James had lost his guidebook from the day before on the gower, and I had just paid Tom for various payments. Ed turned up, we got the minibus, and squeezed all 5 of us on. After a pit stop at tesco's, we got to Trebanog in sunshine! Then we opened the minibus door and felt the wind again, still cold. Layering up, except for Tom who only had shorts-(fail) we started climbing, and getting over the cold. 2 climbs later the wind had dropped dramatically and the true glory of Trebanog (lets face it, 'glory'…