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rydra_wongClimbing in London is a weird business, since there's a notable shortage of actual rock in the vicinity.
I've been climbing indoors for a couple of years now, but have never managed to make it outside -- all my attempts to organize a trip or tag along on someone else's have been foiled for reasons ranging from "someone forgot to e-mail me" through "sprained ankle" to "five months in hospital". I was starting to suspect that the universe was conspiring to ensure I never made it outside.
A couple of weeks back, I finally snapped. I looked at the weather forecasts, decided this might be my last chance this year, and cadged a lift down to Bowles Rocks on my own.
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I've been climbing indoors for a couple of years now, but have never managed to make it outside -- all my attempts to organize a trip or tag along on someone else's have been foiled for reasons ranging from "someone forgot to e-mail me" through "sprained ankle" to "five months in hospital". I was starting to suspect that the universe was conspiring to ensure I never made it outside.
A couple of weeks back, I finally snapped. I looked at the weather forecasts, decided this might be my last chance this year, and cadged a lift down to Bowles Rocks on my own.
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