Return to the Indoor Wall

A day of two halves. Daylight hours were spent on a very blustery coastal walk on Anglesey, watching the waves roll in.

Where safe to do so, we stopped to watch some impressive waves crashing over the rocks. The wind was so strong that forward progress required considerable effort. Felt like we'd really had the cobwebs blown away. 

Even though it was very windy, it stayed dry until later in the afternoon and we got a good soaking as we were making our way back to the minibus. There always so much to see and do - even on a seemingly deserted beach on a wild November Sunday. We found all sorts of exciting and unusual things in the high tide debris, found rocks and shells, watched birds, watched the waves and generally larked about.

By contrast, the evening was much calmer and quieter. For the first time since probably January, we decided to try going to the climbing wall. We've been staying away for obvious reasons and don't tend to go much over the summer months anyway, but the long dark evenings perswaded us to venture out.

As it turned out, it was about a safe a place as I could think we could go - certainly much better than a pub or cafe. It must be dreadful from a business perspective, but for the climbers who had booked the evening slot, it was perfect. There's still excellent bouldering and great music - the difference is that there are only a handful of climbers. So while it's not quite as sociable, there is plenty of space to climb and train and we had a great evening there.