Phone is off. Skype is off. E mail is off.

Dont answer the door...

 

Miles approaching Les Larmes de Merlin and Les Brumes d'Avalon. 

 

Can't feel my shoulders.

Thousand mile stare

Been pumped for days...

It started well on Saturday with Tequila Stuntman at Argeantier... Then a nice route on Sunday in Switzerland...

All hell broke loose on Monday.

Brodie came round for pizza Sunday eve. Talk of Morzine being in condition. But Miles and i have a nice day planned for tomorrow Neil, why do we want to go to Morzine?

Les Larmes de Merlin... Thats why Nick!

I blame the wine, Brodie and Miles for saying yes when i texted him.

So we went...

Still can't feel my arms.

If Lyre in Fer a Cheval was a plant it would be Deadly Nightshade... Beautiful, but you wouldnt want a salad made from it. 

Les Larmes de Merlin would be one of those flesh eating things that devours insects and then eats climbers for pudding!

I attacked the 1st pitch... total madness... Miles took on the second pitch... total exposure... i took on the 3rd pitch... wild... Miles decided his arms and head were a tad frazzled at this point so we bailed deciding the grade 5 ice of the last pitch didnt need doing.

Brodie attacking pitch 1 of Merlin.

That evening Brodie skyped... And the following day i appeared to be heading for Morzine again...

Brodie attacked the first pitch... total madness... I took on the second pitch (which suddenly felt completely out there even though it felt ok the day before seconding!)... total exposure... Brodie launched at the third pitch, swearing in French and complaining he couldnt feel his arms... totally mental... And i climbed - yes, at last a sort of normal climbing experience and not a carniverous plant in sight -  the last steep pitch feeling a little happier that i had now done enough to warrent a tick!   

Me wondering where my arms had gone on pitch 3 of Merlin.

 

Today... Day 5... Argh... i'm heading to Morzine again, but this time with Kenton...

No, even i'm not that stupid?

Climbed a route to the left of Les Larmes de Merlin called Les Brumes d'Avalon...

Using my plant simile... Poison Ivy...

And if you want to go climbing tomorrow... I'm watering my plants!

More pics in the photo section.