The annual trip to Dartmoor, Hound Tor,
Bone Hill took place last weekend, just long enough to have forgotten the skin
shredding
rock and how excruciatingly painfulit was to lift a mug of hot coffee following last
years visit. lol
I, Jack and the 2 Dave's woke with the sun,bundled our gear into Dave's fiesta of joy and headed out.
Having learnt a lesson, the climbing tape was applied at the outset and not when bones started to poke through like last year!
Dave uses the ancient Chinese technique of wind pushing to stop me falling!
Jack tops out from a pretty impressive overhang
Me giving it some spider-pig!
A quick detour to virgin sacrifice rock
