My first 6b

[sawyl]

Another evening of climbing, despite a certain tiredness, for it seems I'm just a belayer who can't say no. I managed a couple of successes, including a 6b — officially the hardest thing I've ever sent — largely thanks to M who refused to let me quit when I was convinced I couldn't go any further. When I got back down and tried to review what I'd done, I realised I'd made life even harder for myself pinching on to the arete, when I should have been using a set of holds tucked away around the corner. But I suppose those are the breaks when you don't bother to read your route properly first.