Back on Stanage after too many years away. Beautiful weather, too. It’s magnificent to be back on my favourite crags and introducing Andrea and Nicolas to the (sometimes masochistic) pleasures of ‘God’s Rock.’
The crags are surprisingly quiet (during the week, anyways) and look pristine: nice trails, very green grass and bracken, purple heather, bleating sheep. The climbs beckon like old friends but, when I get on them, they are much more strenuous and scary than they should be… Quite happy to be the cameraman!