We knew it was going to rain today, so we made sure we were up and out early. Record in fact, 9am. Drove to kyloe and walked up to the crag in growing drizzle. Forgotten just how good a crag kyloe is, although sharp is certainly a word I could use to describe the holds. I should come here more, it really is great. After a warm up we move to Cubbys lip, and still the crag belongs to us. After a lot of general flailing we've seen the way and its on. Twice I get established in the finishing crack but am unable to move down to the jugs! Dammit! Work that but but skin is too sore and have to admit defeat.
A load of people turn up and we chat and exchange beta. Two sound lads from the climb Newcastle thing show us how it goes down - if only they could have arrived earlier! They pronounce less than ideal conditions which makes us feel better about the situation. We walk back out and slump at the Bunkhouse. I don't know what happened then as it hasn't happened yet. I love the county, its brilliant. Shame its so far away.
Queens tomorrow.
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