I’m in Sheffield, I need to get to my Nan’s
house in Kent ,
I have no Christmas presents and Central Gully on Mam Tor is in
Winnets Pass
I accept defeat and park. Shouldering my bag I trudge up the snow-clad road to
the south face of Mam Tor.
Dave on Mam Tor Central Gully
The snow blanketing the Peak has pushed all
other priorities aside. I try to contain my impatience as I drive through
Hathersage and Castleton, repeatedly almost loosing the back end on icy
corners. Shortly after I pass the turning to
The south face of Mam Tor is normally a
shattered shale monstrosity, sloping rubble filled shelves tier upwards to the
summit crowned by the remains of an ancient fort. Clambering the gullies to the
summit is possible but seldom attempted. Now, plastered with snow and frozen
mud it would give good sport. Due to the mist however I was yet to see it.
I rendezvous with John at the base and we
geared up strapping on crampons and extracting ice tools from bags. I then
followed as John set off. We soloed Central Gully before rushing down to climb
a further two or three lines. Under those conditions it all felt about Grade
III, the snow was firm but not neve, the mud below, firm but not frozen totally
solid.
Medowhall was hell and the drive home worse
but conditions have to be taken as the come…..
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