tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55968813488514039232024-03-04T20:57:17.191-08:00Stevie HastonStevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comBlogger890125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-70735888232354959442023-03-18T03:24:00.002-07:002023-03-18T03:37:03.786-07:00Ondra on my Island rock, by Stevie Haston.<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUxkktWxIEHexfOX82CftfJ9DZsZmM3qqPTZSfENOKnZ5aLXMohhUiKo063iZ3NBr-iBmihVS_HiWo4SIekc5YxzHhQJK7iJa370AIdp9tD_pHGbC8c6Lrx8PAw2QAibEFwOqp5x6ZHLAtyr7ZaLunVBt4-tvJr-6TwkWd78clMXV5-n1VcYUrXjliHw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1348" data-original-width="1011" height="581" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhUxkktWxIEHexfOX82CftfJ9DZsZmM3qqPTZSfENOKnZ5aLXMohhUiKo063iZ3NBr-iBmihVS_HiWo4SIekc5YxzHhQJK7iJa370AIdp9tD_pHGbC8c6Lrx8PAw2QAibEFwOqp5x6ZHLAtyr7ZaLunVBt4-tvJr-6TwkWd78clMXV5-n1VcYUrXjliHw=w525-h581" width="525" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /> Adam Ondra has long been the worlds best climber, I wish I could say my island has the worlds best climbing but it just has excellent climbing. I am not the worlds best climber but I did master some expertise, so hopefully I think I can put his visit into some perspective. Not being the worlds best wordsmith please excuse my prose as I am still trying to understand his very large ability and dare I say it his magic-for he is a wizard.</span><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-23998789738626479212022-10-29T09:30:00.000-07:002022-10-29T09:30:08.702-07:00Adrift in a sea of rock, by Stevie Safe Haston.<p><span style="font-size: large;"> ffffffA friend comes over from London and asks for a refresher on certain techniques, 'advanced, mediocre or just plain nonsense' I ask.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1CJZGOYdgrQT-zrxI9Xr4IcklsmwVKd4mwmHUSj2AAxWeHBb-3Ic6rlbk_6GBNY44BdpVTBEgdMh7fgQsicdDSgtZzXLD2eD6GIKlkPxGVJ0L_O3p1J2PgAi4QzqhNtge_Dw6pFt5An380gNSU93JGm-NcBT6OzJ7ZTHkWP9YnTf_VIH-yMv-By_mZw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="365" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj1CJZGOYdgrQT-zrxI9Xr4IcklsmwVKd4mwmHUSj2AAxWeHBb-3Ic6rlbk_6GBNY44BdpVTBEgdMh7fgQsicdDSgtZzXLD2eD6GIKlkPxGVJ0L_O3p1J2PgAi4QzqhNtge_Dw6pFt5An380gNSU93JGm-NcBT6OzJ7ZTHkWP9YnTf_VIH-yMv-By_mZw=w487-h365" width="487" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">So you can teach abseiling very easily, I just did it infact to a English international footballer, anyway. What kind of test, small cliff, large cliff, loose as Feck cliff , a cliff where if you fail to get down and get back up again you are down there until the fishes consume you kinda cliff?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCVbfc8niKBw9r5fKoNmCHE2EO21Vx0NWWYNJjrR_IWV_gKAyV1wgz-f14L8cZITdPY8GsaVezx0VOZCz5_iey0atq3VVnfXQ8ztDUl2oSY0kyG7Fy-R_mCz2dvu1fhavUj66VdL6pBlUklwu3v8UyySyrDB7fA7AoffEWd-JeEMjZ-1e6Ii939TmByA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="3456" height="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCVbfc8niKBw9r5fKoNmCHE2EO21Vx0NWWYNJjrR_IWV_gKAyV1wgz-f14L8cZITdPY8GsaVezx0VOZCz5_iey0atq3VVnfXQ8ztDUl2oSY0kyG7Fy-R_mCz2dvu1fhavUj66VdL6pBlUklwu3v8UyySyrDB7fA7AoffEWd-JeEMjZ-1e6Ii939TmByA=w476-h635" width="476" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">So the teacher abseils into the sea because its a bit steep at the bottom so even he has to pass the swimming while overloaded with gear sea landing! This was funny, I have sense of humour, perhaps not yours, perhaps I won't get many people asking for testing, but until you abs into the sea while overloaded with gear you dont really appreciate how hard it is, for some the 'failures it will prove impossible!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8uWI2R_buAswRU9aE-EON7f2I0uXTLyz09I4qExepgQIp7xGbRVjoocBAiSMomyogKaCDrmPQNQgkZU9xwpUOyKVP8gMlGepbNUCUchJjZfHKn0FOuqPtazGRnfGNy5V-l5dBPDYq_a81nPhrCc7ERJxMt4tmyg1mwLEl8H2tknc5DLarWgFF84YS6w" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="3456" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8uWI2R_buAswRU9aE-EON7f2I0uXTLyz09I4qExepgQIp7xGbRVjoocBAiSMomyogKaCDrmPQNQgkZU9xwpUOyKVP8gMlGepbNUCUchJjZfHKn0FOuqPtazGRnfGNy5V-l5dBPDYq_a81nPhrCc7ERJxMt4tmyg1mwLEl8H2tknc5DLarWgFF84YS6w=w417-h556" width="417" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">This is my student arriving with my fins and mask, it was a very select place to swim for an hour! If you look closely he is abseiling with a protection prussic knot, this is good he got points for this. He lost points for the bag being on his back it should have been clipped between his legs to stop him being tipped backwards. I abseiled with out the extra safety, why (?) because I was going to be in the water and might need to get off the rope quick time.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnTkURRHBwb2P1eI4UEXxKPzMkJj118SAj7kV-G_3VLH9KitsJyrckZw7p1bCp0lw7huaTWcv0HNAHTBSUDzWmCwWPV1KMVqdqOHU7Cig3_QrvMJ0u6G8ib0QY6_A_Whano8icI-VhzcBMUdRuNuDN5P-IaPQvr429qEo1mn5MLqB8xWlLd2WvMN2zkw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="423" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnTkURRHBwb2P1eI4UEXxKPzMkJj118SAj7kV-G_3VLH9KitsJyrckZw7p1bCp0lw7huaTWcv0HNAHTBSUDzWmCwWPV1KMVqdqOHU7Cig3_QrvMJ0u6G8ib0QY6_A_Whano8icI-VhzcBMUdRuNuDN5P-IaPQvr429qEo1mn5MLqB8xWlLd2WvMN2zkw=w564-h423" width="564" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: large;">The student is in the middle of the photo, you can see his hello helmet if you look very close.</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-XTkWXHa87b9tvTRy3LNl-8kkOUGwk3kCHbgV2JrN7boOICMjfQIf7h6wcXrRZntAizRtsJuKDsE5Z6H7f_xfaV8gzgh9IxBBdoF4xYFhi33MXhwe5VrUPnXG3NAnkjeKXmKjhvp_UOWu_BU-GpTdfSrv39OnLmWx0sab_0IpMHKcpIIpeVw7l_zYuA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4608" data-original-width="3456" height="613" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj-XTkWXHa87b9tvTRy3LNl-8kkOUGwk3kCHbgV2JrN7boOICMjfQIf7h6wcXrRZntAizRtsJuKDsE5Z6H7f_xfaV8gzgh9IxBBdoF4xYFhi33MXhwe5VrUPnXG3NAnkjeKXmKjhvp_UOWu_BU-GpTdfSrv39OnLmWx0sab_0IpMHKcpIIpeVw7l_zYuA=w460-h613" width="460" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">6 meters below the top, student is all smiles. I had heard a few swear words floating up earlier, I did not mark him down for these.</span></div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgH3FsLkbjcT3-SI4XncevL94WS8iWqoMHa_02zzn9aucJaRGIbH9KMNPd-GhMAxk8CId8KEhM5g_vPOC9b0x40RbKCwXa8WpkMmRza_JCbeC42W4t7rL0rg3KWg6jhKUyR9Fh33JbA15CnVK2s2xhshqWdFBZgT8SPgHZtP4Wu75DpOUozFQ6_6Z8oPQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="397" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgH3FsLkbjcT3-SI4XncevL94WS8iWqoMHa_02zzn9aucJaRGIbH9KMNPd-GhMAxk8CId8KEhM5g_vPOC9b0x40RbKCwXa8WpkMmRza_JCbeC42W4t7rL0rg3KWg6jhKUyR9Fh33JbA15CnVK2s2xhshqWdFBZgT8SPgHZtP4Wu75DpOUozFQ6_6Z8oPQ=w531-h397" width="531" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">The sun was going down as the student topped out, I think and he said he had learnt a few things. I should hope so, rope work, safe abseiling, safe Jumaring are critical skills, you may learn the principle on a few meter high rock or tree, but you need to do something a little bit harder and a little bit more punishing of your mistakes. Experience is not gained at the bouldering wall, and I am not knocking climbing walls but you know I speak the truth, the trick is of course surviving your experience, or your apprenticeship. </span></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><br /><br /></p><p><br /><br /></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-84342562350271395532022-09-03T08:20:00.003-07:002022-09-03T08:20:42.008-07:00Querganger, the route you do with pride, by Stevie Straight Haston<p><span style="font-size: large;"> Today I went climbing, there was a Gaypride march on the tiny island but I thought I would strut my stuff like the true YMCA guy I am by putting up a new route-Querganger! Querganger means traverse in German by the way, and this is a 45 meter traverse to a hanging belay followed by a 15 pitch to the top.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQH89wvSC9ItpsluM3b8EdaHZmR1jwjedPlfWnqH2_8702eK5lbfHyioXLizGZu2pBhnNzam9Rz2K3lWiyATIW0p1_k83gdcjRF8HwOPVwzQsiDZ7XWEzEqXObTTaLfQk-7BCEam6VvRsnr3DORN6NzzoYyvxc1LUFokxPLSuVCdtWl7IoDHX0cuc71g" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgQH89wvSC9ItpsluM3b8EdaHZmR1jwjedPlfWnqH2_8702eK5lbfHyioXLizGZu2pBhnNzam9Rz2K3lWiyATIW0p1_k83gdcjRF8HwOPVwzQsiDZ7XWEzEqXObTTaLfQk-7BCEam6VvRsnr3DORN6NzzoYyvxc1LUFokxPLSuVCdtWl7IoDHX0cuc71g=w430-h323" width="430" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p>24 quickdraw, and its incredible rock, its gritstone like or very rough sandstone, it will provide a lovely deep water solo for the young of heart but needed a little cleaning by this old man. Alex hadn't really done a proper horizontal traverse before so she was in full German swearing mode.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghCnVrwEytB71fcZMZORuouEQu_JzlHTlIjUlOOx3L5fBVzsNZXyxH0_RY8rCOtK81NAOWptGLHOhk56Uxs-1pcTAPpFw6M-qNOb6ldzSdfLTdqNa5xLhSxBqROQ0cxaZ7nuM2O0Ni5YWm3K5loeKjqE6VxoihPicAv8D2-FGFpHemI0yvAkG91VWGfA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEghCnVrwEytB71fcZMZORuouEQu_JzlHTlIjUlOOx3L5fBVzsNZXyxH0_RY8rCOtK81NAOWptGLHOhk56Uxs-1pcTAPpFw6M-qNOb6ldzSdfLTdqNa5xLhSxBqROQ0cxaZ7nuM2O0Ni5YWm3K5loeKjqE6VxoihPicAv8D2-FGFpHemI0yvAkG91VWGfA=w476-h357" width="476" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There was a big flock of very big Barracudas for a while but sadly they got chased off by a speed boat and there were also fried Egg jellies fish floating around eerily. It was fairly somber down there under big over hangs and we weren't sure how to get off if we messed it up. I guess we would just have untied and jumped off!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEite12mWx6iWNQKA1QV5viCW00b3ClF9h0XzGUGAFhqOk14LP7STB-nsWLzV9wKOl1KLc0bkSYgumN0MzQ7Y3mtew62fgn-iJl0N-eifLxynty4ukvgB_1eZXtDLWGZLS2lmGJ1jvXAScLWI1CkEyh_DSPv7RY8MVkL-Hve9uDIFqLUHnnbvLsy5q0cLQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEite12mWx6iWNQKA1QV5viCW00b3ClF9h0XzGUGAFhqOk14LP7STB-nsWLzV9wKOl1KLc0bkSYgumN0MzQ7Y3mtew62fgn-iJl0N-eifLxynty4ukvgB_1eZXtDLWGZLS2lmGJ1jvXAScLWI1CkEyh_DSPv7RY8MVkL-Hve9uDIFqLUHnnbvLsy5q0cLQ" width="425" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">The last little pitch is a very nice 6a+, which felt hard today, delicate with sore toes, very little pride as I didn't dance up it but moaned and twitched, overwieght and out of practise on such a fine bit of climbing as Queerganger, did I say 24 clips, good holds except for two sections of little crimps and friction stuff for the feet. It will be in the new guide book, coming soon to Malta and Gozo.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span></div><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-32367205970313878082022-08-17T08:09:00.009-07:002022-08-17T09:37:50.146-07:00The new Guide book to Maltese climbing, by Stevie Haston.<p><span style="font-size: large;"> So guys I have given up really on doing blogs as most people just can't be bothered to read for 5 mins at a time, but here goes. Simon Alden and Stephen Farrugia from the Maltese climbing Club came over to kick start the drive to get the new guide book going, although of course they have been doing slow progressive work for years. Before I get started and you go to sleep let's have a photo.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3X5PcR0ccXKGPK2XXC_9USvvKdF6g-MynNP80Br587UNd-MSVBaMUCqjXcm-f_5mNLKVyyCXcuZNPTl1PKC7UWvi0NsHsm-S_bK0VDUz2z9MUGBnZU5_oGXXgc-t4HW0jPfDRQaae0EN45WJGu2OqDPtlV_e1lWj9MeneU1KSNJf6yLRqNYjh12H70A/s2879/Stevie%20bernardino.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2390" data-original-width="2879" height="423" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3X5PcR0ccXKGPK2XXC_9USvvKdF6g-MynNP80Br587UNd-MSVBaMUCqjXcm-f_5mNLKVyyCXcuZNPTl1PKC7UWvi0NsHsm-S_bK0VDUz2z9MUGBnZU5_oGXXgc-t4HW0jPfDRQaae0EN45WJGu2OqDPtlV_e1lWj9MeneU1KSNJf6yLRqNYjh12H70A/w574-h423/Stevie%20bernardino.jpeg" width="574" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"><p><span style="font-size: large;">This is the top of Bernadino, the route is named after a friends grandfather executed by Franco. Its 5+, 5+, 6c, 6a+.</span></p>Now then you obviously know we are in the middle of a heat wave thingy, world war 3 and every body has personal problems and life necessities going on, but guys listen climbing is great, the cliffs are not a Tic Toc nonsense, they are real throbbing fear and pleasure!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkfdzB0MAyGYMbTs_lU7zsIhPhcwA-JnLj6eeJGC5q5zB-Ezg1WbcEcvP0TVZXO7C5BqqRjY-Os1sUoLFGhkkmjUb3Ev2Qj7tXImAlGDj517Q9CQUUI-4DRByE0heaqeHj6LsC5Y3VNg4LkylRFrxafoEQC2x4zDe_teuKViH78xlIXIUYjgjSgn-dg/s3648/small%20alex%20rhino%20.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="768" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkfdzB0MAyGYMbTs_lU7zsIhPhcwA-JnLj6eeJGC5q5zB-Ezg1WbcEcvP0TVZXO7C5BqqRjY-Os1sUoLFGhkkmjUb3Ev2Qj7tXImAlGDj517Q9CQUUI-4DRByE0heaqeHj6LsC5Y3VNg4LkylRFrxafoEQC2x4zDe_teuKViH78xlIXIUYjgjSgn-dg/w524-h768/small%20alex%20rhino%20.jpeg" width="524" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">This route is the Last White Rhino, it was meant to be a club classic but has yet to see an ascent by the club guys!!!! Why are my club members more relaxed then the Jamaican Bobsled team? The above are just two routes that will go in the new guid book that is the work of club members, climbers from all over Europe and a few very dedicated guys, one of whom cuts the path in Xini valley twice a month and does other stuff apart from introducing kids and grown ups to climbing-his name is Didi! The Last White Rhino is a kinda Gozo/Maltese Via Ferrata, its an abseil, then a great pitch on bronze rock 5+, then a slab under a roof, then some aid up an overhanging wall, 6a A2, then a top pitch at 6a and A1 or 7c+, be my guest do it how you likes much aid as you like its for fun. Life is for fun. </span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXWDady8aJlDZhF-QXNk0S_649TRDY97l1H0kEa2_-nF5ml1CogCxTzO0TjRWPPVxbEIt8FOj0oA1viO_ZcpsWdfZJyDqmQwembYBJb7ovTu3wWQDI87qzy5gWojzlMPFnDYAQi_fsAlnUcj3LvxAgO5ETLiky0f7DT16i1-l_c2ZtYGexlylw-rcTag/s3648/spunky%20solo%20stevie.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3648" data-original-width="2736" height="723" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXWDady8aJlDZhF-QXNk0S_649TRDY97l1H0kEa2_-nF5ml1CogCxTzO0TjRWPPVxbEIt8FOj0oA1viO_ZcpsWdfZJyDqmQwembYBJb7ovTu3wWQDI87qzy5gWojzlMPFnDYAQi_fsAlnUcj3LvxAgO5ETLiky0f7DT16i1-l_c2ZtYGexlylw-rcTag/w545-h723/spunky%20solo%20stevie.jpeg" width="545" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: large;">This route is in the old guide but there are a lot of new routes on this side of the magic island of Gozo, a few new cliffs which have some crazy new routes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJim5Qk0smMhhvdrjF5aOklOJ_fQp1-kafqe3It03a74N6o6alrCZeiZhWn1a0wPlFcfySSZ4rkofBaei1Ffuqxz0VfZy5Avtq_hPz76S5i6TrWM7ZFr-WQJi48dSHUKl_fzKSkw46UtAHMSnecJ5C4ok3ykLXASEyKwCFwS2WmBFUihjADiVyXnCCA/s3264/bernardino%20cliff.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2039" height="819" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHJim5Qk0smMhhvdrjF5aOklOJ_fQp1-kafqe3It03a74N6o6alrCZeiZhWn1a0wPlFcfySSZ4rkofBaei1Ffuqxz0VfZy5Avtq_hPz76S5i6TrWM7ZFr-WQJi48dSHUKl_fzKSkw46UtAHMSnecJ5C4ok3ykLXASEyKwCFwS2WmBFUihjADiVyXnCCA/w512-h819/bernardino%20cliff.jpeg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">This is the last pitch of Bernadino, my mate Solly lead this pitch this day and was a very long time in doing so, I followed up with much relief as I knew Alex would be at the top ready to take me home, I needed beer! At the start of the day me and Solly had swum under the cliff which is huge, a May Day but water cold enough to shrink the gonads which are bit necessary on the route, please forgive me if I am not using the approved 2022 word speak, intestinal fortitude perhaps, anyway a cracking huge pitch. I was trying to get Simon and Stephan to do this route as they are proud of their islands routes, but this one is a bit spicy etc. Today Simon and I ran around the island taking photos and trying to sort out ideas as to how to describe some routes, as some routes are over protected, some are normal, and some spicy etc, naturally as I come from an age a long time ago when spicy hot was good but today some people get a rash just thinking about getting their feet above a bolt this all required some talking. Feed Back from the Maltese climbing community might be welcome, address your comments to Simon, he is nicer than me!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje50Qkt1bsp77JRqsEF23TfeNYo_mem6ARDvFPLFUckRRTyN_PvZ0NsEyRTMvkGTnkIVwNDkkbGzAnqn6fzibn5-YdQ30We3jmokK_ouKfWw55XyUznJjmb6Kp2GDLDmUv0ANB1-l6R3hNd1JomL-wykcC8bLQ4XezH5WvV_jgo5FcYqZAjinTLMlnUw/s3264/blue%20label%20climber.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="1884" height="711" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje50Qkt1bsp77JRqsEF23TfeNYo_mem6ARDvFPLFUckRRTyN_PvZ0NsEyRTMvkGTnkIVwNDkkbGzAnqn6fzibn5-YdQ30We3jmokK_ouKfWw55XyUznJjmb6Kp2GDLDmUv0ANB1-l6R3hNd1JomL-wykcC8bLQ4XezH5WvV_jgo5FcYqZAjinTLMlnUw/w411-h711/blue%20label%20climber.jpeg" width="411" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">This is Alex waving a beer at Solly, Solly is due for an operation we wish him luck etc.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Simon and Stephan and I visited a few new cliffs today trying to nudge my brain into remembering new routes. We went to Fruit Cake land as there are about 20 new routes to put in, and I couldn't believe how good this area is! The climbs range from 5+ to 8b+ on natural gear, and are on sandstone, it's and area with brilliant routes with a 15 meter approach. Anyway that's it, I am 4 beers to the wind and if you can't be bothered to read or dream about climbing it is not my fault. A new guide book is coming, it will be very good, the world is shrinking into even something that Orwell or Huxley wouldn't recognise but climbing is still there, its the answer, its the way! </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuDE8-XHPmDJcJG4sUcC8cmYmRwkRsM8FvXm3Zl6u6aYq1OVSFKZo4IB3O9EErOxOTpevCe2wxlZ_inkfQ6plf96gGKpQh53y6XVyB851VuE-JvsAR-YT3uh2uk1SHv-ZspyQkUs1fiJCqPWebah1wIAn6Hl1ndrG1rW3BfR6su-ea-EkDoMkRNbqgw/s2448/solly%20nearly%20there.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="2448" height="455" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuDE8-XHPmDJcJG4sUcC8cmYmRwkRsM8FvXm3Zl6u6aYq1OVSFKZo4IB3O9EErOxOTpevCe2wxlZ_inkfQ6plf96gGKpQh53y6XVyB851VuE-JvsAR-YT3uh2uk1SHv-ZspyQkUs1fiJCqPWebah1wIAn6Hl1ndrG1rW3BfR6su-ea-EkDoMkRNbqgw/w455-h455/solly%20nearly%20there.jpeg" width="455" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Here you go Solly, this is for you, this is for everybody who has climbed with me, this is for all the kids and old people I have introduced to climbing. I felt a bit proud recently, as its my 10 year taking people climbing here, from magazine people and film people to little kids, hope I have a bit more in the tank.</span><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-86130604110568717842021-02-08T05:51:00.009-08:002021-02-08T07:22:53.429-08:00The ongoing Non Sense. By Stevie Haston.<p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjda3HJ7nZy8TgdoqdOPTPNZPbul4FhTXSGIlWHHtwG6xZ5DMycV0YD8AHQ-oxUoWk9Kf1iKBxgJ4YzgfyjT-M8LygvHf0Nl_gJFBNMvlkVCQLOBWWDzCM07KI9sOxsm9H1-5RFBC3_OI/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjda3HJ7nZy8TgdoqdOPTPNZPbul4FhTXSGIlWHHtwG6xZ5DMycV0YD8AHQ-oxUoWk9Kf1iKBxgJ4YzgfyjT-M8LygvHf0Nl_gJFBNMvlkVCQLOBWWDzCM07KI9sOxsm9H1-5RFBC3_OI/w640-h480/DSCF5689.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>This is the route Titan, a four pitch route on the sea cliffs here on Gozo. Thats my friend Jesper, he is a resident and expert free diver, he loves climbing, but is busy doing internet diving courses.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPVvdeb5AnQLTq_MFyCAZRzGNAXbSX7VTxxyrUHGbtALrUAp5ZJLLq7WZLxaBQMj1p92fPHpMO66mecSFeca6qph5rO45ICQKcGmWdn9HC5P9XXEapVeDaYzkazUWP0fYkJ6vdcr3tWgu/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPVvdeb5AnQLTq_MFyCAZRzGNAXbSX7VTxxyrUHGbtALrUAp5ZJLLq7WZLxaBQMj1p92fPHpMO66mecSFeca6qph5rO45ICQKcGmWdn9HC5P9XXEapVeDaYzkazUWP0fYkJ6vdcr3tWgu/w640-h480/DSCF5709.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>This is the topo for Titan, it is a great little route.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> <br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwFLk5PB_N8gKDENc3B7mjPCeU1SMTiTIyR21kDo6QXSOwoYExQUdYhyk44dZ4YPzfrFHa3s6EUAvnde6A6QL6urJCP1NTN43mq8Hgle0FytF6G5LGbxsOWjjKysLk7YwGk55XrOrqCWW/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQwFLk5PB_N8gKDENc3B7mjPCeU1SMTiTIyR21kDo6QXSOwoYExQUdYhyk44dZ4YPzfrFHa3s6EUAvnde6A6QL6urJCP1NTN43mq8Hgle0FytF6G5LGbxsOWjjKysLk7YwGk55XrOrqCWW/w480-h640/IMG_9674.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">In the Alps a while ago, free traveling is a right, or was, what's happened?</span><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMcMJLafZ246pAAz5FiqFaBU40JOj8Nt2m8oTB6SSHlvbCq67oqKw58HD2uIU6ffbv4b9X5zVVinNdURrUUM4w2BC7fA5Ct17Q-rSnogEwyn6kZ3AVSlh0tROCCjiVYbLgxuLQqUOhLRqG/s2048/DSCF1527-EFFECTS.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMcMJLafZ246pAAz5FiqFaBU40JOj8Nt2m8oTB6SSHlvbCq67oqKw58HD2uIU6ffbv4b9X5zVVinNdURrUUM4w2BC7fA5Ct17Q-rSnogEwyn6kZ3AVSlh0tROCCjiVYbLgxuLQqUOhLRqG/w640-h480/DSCF1527-EFFECTS.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Coming out from Hell. Sometimes the rock gets very wet and then nothing works.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">My Dwarf chickens on top of my pull up set up! Chickens are much more clever than human beings, these ones escape and shit on my finger board. I feel like being a French Farmer and driving up to Parliament and dumping dung on the stairs. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAT6l_uNcU2bWO8jbennpXkbsAP0lXTmUSHW7pbEG1LE6Ye7LexAjLwxo8dUpXhIQWKNWSvifx4OKxFmN9w4ASfy2VUWbTAHDLtXNExmtX3PAy2xfE96AqLW1OC5slPfbNoQyXvhLSi5F5/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAT6l_uNcU2bWO8jbennpXkbsAP0lXTmUSHW7pbEG1LE6Ye7LexAjLwxo8dUpXhIQWKNWSvifx4OKxFmN9w4ASfy2VUWbTAHDLtXNExmtX3PAy2xfE96AqLW1OC5slPfbNoQyXvhLSi5F5/w640-h480/DSCF5708.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">So this is the quality of my photo and there is a glitch with most things I do!!! At the moment I cant seem to do anything right, I normally get a few days like this every year but this year the bad days seem to be a year long, a plague of glitches.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">These chickens have more brain power than most of the people I come into contact with. These Chickens actively try to escape!</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-33834450151082690102021-01-20T08:40:00.004-08:002021-01-20T08:58:36.154-08:00Make Life Great again , by Stevie Haston.<p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> A good climb cheers you up, a good climb is like an antidote for what makes you sick. Roll out the great routes for verily I am sick, this sickness isn't a virus, its just a real awful case of disgust. The politicians are clearly disgusting selfish twats, but that isn't new, what's new and to an unbearable and shameful level is the willingness of people to just accept restrictions to their lives to a mind boggling degree. If you had told me that people would happily let themselves be locked up for months, if you had told me that they would let people boss them around not be allowed to visit their sick, or elderly family, I would have previously told you never, only in a dictatorship, only in former East Germany or China, or North Korea.</span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEVd74qcSzfBg319TEd-9XRdGKSQG6_ePulBnd8SizrD-28PR8HUBTsRb3pCh9dBdENW0mkjrDWfmXv9pMVNPHb70NLdYvX_wIfNkoO80Dta8iBSxyN8Bo_QHElhY5SFR5KbDTxkI75bc/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEVd74qcSzfBg319TEd-9XRdGKSQG6_ePulBnd8SizrD-28PR8HUBTsRb3pCh9dBdENW0mkjrDWfmXv9pMVNPHb70NLdYvX_wIfNkoO80Dta8iBSxyN8Bo_QHElhY5SFR5KbDTxkI75bc/w640-h480/DSCF5680.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">On the way down to the climb at sea level, you walk and climb down some slabs and are careful on two steeper sections.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Its going to be a year into what some people who I don't trust tell me is the biggest threat to our lives since the Second World War. I will now tell you they are lying and they have been proven liars in the past and I have no evidence that they are telling the truth this time! I have seen no piles of dead in this great year of the Plague, I dont know a single person who has died of Corona in this terrible time. In my street nobody has died, in my village nobody has died, no plague visible, perhaps else where, but certainly not near me. A few doors down, a man I used to say hello to fell under his tractor, we couldn't even go to his funeral! </span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8xnQCGsKFUFPspR94xLDiypm3x05xgBcoqGZxQ0VDZTQ4e0F_6IB9HSS0ynCvbt-aavToEZMPUdP1XNP0O8SayhB2CllsKKSIQ73vGYv3cv9L17MEa2_7ge3qAtGpPAkBenVXIhMGihNN/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8xnQCGsKFUFPspR94xLDiypm3x05xgBcoqGZxQ0VDZTQ4e0F_6IB9HSS0ynCvbt-aavToEZMPUdP1XNP0O8SayhB2CllsKKSIQ73vGYv3cv9L17MEa2_7ge3qAtGpPAkBenVXIhMGihNN/w480-h640/DSCF5703.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">A diving friend, his first multi pitch, a big imposing cliff accessed by two traversing pitches, we had to wait for rough seas to subside.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaol1Hia4ZJ2LSg5pkBWOIUX9vqNO5OLTWHIMb05lSKjFK8L2DmFsETx7i4YLKa1h-Gyi_16c835oqViGy96mBeQDscfeqV7eD8WmkjGn319fpl_NyYzuctpy_lvOMKAxvtcM1Hfd9F9je/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaol1Hia4ZJ2LSg5pkBWOIUX9vqNO5OLTWHIMb05lSKjFK8L2DmFsETx7i4YLKa1h-Gyi_16c835oqViGy96mBeQDscfeqV7eD8WmkjGn319fpl_NyYzuctpy_lvOMKAxvtcM1Hfd9F9je/w640-h480/DSCF5705.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">This is the way off the climb, my mate stops to admire his surroundings, he is impressed, he climbed 4 pitches 5, 4, 5+, 6a. Terribly happy he is thinking of stopping his 10 year business, he is terribly happy until he thinks about what the hell to do with his life.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Climb and Dive I say, breath, and take joy in holding your breath underwater, talk to fishes, talk to the sky</span>. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqhZtHum8xYxODN7pfIgOuX75OdwcfX5LWp1aU3zeELkaAYsg55qr6hLhQySjz6DBSCwMYJbI7yNtIPgHY1bZhHhCwJkjKVGbuQ2tRtdfxmh7LmEUl6Xc_jjMgdtyy14kRxyJ0FP7tSiVy/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqhZtHum8xYxODN7pfIgOuX75OdwcfX5LWp1aU3zeELkaAYsg55qr6hLhQySjz6DBSCwMYJbI7yNtIPgHY1bZhHhCwJkjKVGbuQ2tRtdfxmh7LmEUl6Xc_jjMgdtyy14kRxyJ0FP7tSiVy/w640-h480/DSCF5694.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Alex looking like a smurf, she walked up the route smiling, dancing on the splendid rock, bemused by the super dimensional freedom.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjTAz0Oj8LxZlWnvBJUcVadhyphenhyphenfTaK0kSwNJyWOyR5Q1du7Exuxm0mHjiJUCSneYDRunuCMsZatJTvp6l5TzAPQ1utL3gdsyLFWrpZglG70_ZcjdbmgDmXzYkCnZvniG81LK7mSDlSb1Li/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjTAz0Oj8LxZlWnvBJUcVadhyphenhyphenfTaK0kSwNJyWOyR5Q1du7Exuxm0mHjiJUCSneYDRunuCMsZatJTvp6l5TzAPQ1utL3gdsyLFWrpZglG70_ZcjdbmgDmXzYkCnZvniG81LK7mSDlSb1Li/w480-h640/DSCF5686.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Caught between the sun and shade, betwixt the devil and the sea.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxV2Qz96b5KdnGvRBXadyTf0BpfHEw5gG15BLJ2Jmz-aPxBl-shJ-snhyW4VeqxqWjrdYbCRHvlmXXNmhUkHqFvmiuI6QgPa454S5RDDsxoLYIrQLu0MpEqTnqiSJQa0QLtcKpPfytE1R/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxV2Qz96b5KdnGvRBXadyTf0BpfHEw5gG15BLJ2Jmz-aPxBl-shJ-snhyW4VeqxqWjrdYbCRHvlmXXNmhUkHqFvmiuI6QgPa454S5RDDsxoLYIrQLu0MpEqTnqiSJQa0QLtcKpPfytE1R/w640-h480/DSCF5690.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">a 40 meter pitch, a beautiful long delightful gritty slab, with a couple of steep interesting bits.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxYZwtvIC5GCfnp4Md23RtgwEt3hyES3zKHZSS5ZExPjszRnPAn9pthxdQtVSZAo5EGKP7bJsKxSTb_15a54isXJyyROTQhaebbwmyi_Amrt3enIyjxUNw-HCo0yyvdjfPIGR3rY4824A/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFxYZwtvIC5GCfnp4Md23RtgwEt3hyES3zKHZSS5ZExPjszRnPAn9pthxdQtVSZAo5EGKP7bJsKxSTb_15a54isXJyyROTQhaebbwmyi_Amrt3enIyjxUNw-HCo0yyvdjfPIGR3rY4824A/w480-h640/DSCF5685.jpg" width="480" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">I like this photo so much I will force you to look at it again.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV9NsaW6NyglXDCqejmn4dWtFy365FqPL24JJ0CwDUZgr5QYk0zbsr2y_IhRju14kI_BSRkXP2DEpJYmvIzRUMuWNqYE7EOeadtviuo2Z331-xx7UvazxoiGVEvqUtk3TZbkhmuUGAaxve/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV9NsaW6NyglXDCqejmn4dWtFy365FqPL24JJ0CwDUZgr5QYk0zbsr2y_IhRju14kI_BSRkXP2DEpJYmvIzRUMuWNqYE7EOeadtviuo2Z331-xx7UvazxoiGVEvqUtk3TZbkhmuUGAaxve/w640-h480/DSCF5688.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Looking down the Titan 40 meters wonderful rough rock, behind the climber the wall gently overhangs, it has a 7b, a 7a+, a perfect 7a, and an 8a, hardly any visitors in a normal year, and in this extraordinary year of the plague no one! Forsaken, forgotten, but perhaps even more fantastic than ever because climbing is the antidote. Climbing for me and most of my buddies is freedom, its the embodiment of your own autonomy, climbing is like breathing and smiling, and yes like making love, you cannot out law it. Some of my friends in France were hunted down by their own friends in the rescue service at great expense to the taxpayer, that's right brother hunting down their own brothers for enjoying a communion with their special place. The Eiger was once a banded climb, now in many countries every climb is banned. Some climbing clubs and governing bodies have told their members and non members not to climb. If you want to defriend me please do, if you want to 'Cancel' me please do. Life is not life if you are locked up watching Netflix Bollox, life isn't that great for me most of the time, but now at the twilight of my life I want to work, yes you heard that right, I want my normal right to work! Fight for your right to party, fight for your right to climb, and breath fresh air instead of your own farts, do not go into that dark night of compliance. </span><br /> <p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-77471959762510156912020-10-13T05:56:00.001-07:002020-10-13T05:56:04.940-07:00I conspire to climb spires, by Stevie Haston.<p><span style="font-size: x-large;">By popular demand a little bit of mixed climbing, or dry tooling, or just simple mountain climbing. Call it what you want, but yes it was a conspiracy, we conspired to climb, have fun, drink beers, and be happy-good plan Mr Secret Squirrel.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BcUdeMdOipQmQQzNg5Yx14UopidAVjxDlY4ZxpH4v8prUrj6OUIvQRzwOoJCXFj64jL4qkcQdAGRQmc5xeKoJwDoyKEaNqMMzg2M21kSVHsJnK44RURYQXk2-m6Rm6lv0EdJDNApuVig/s2048/IMG_9671.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_BcUdeMdOipQmQQzNg5Yx14UopidAVjxDlY4ZxpH4v8prUrj6OUIvQRzwOoJCXFj64jL4qkcQdAGRQmc5xeKoJwDoyKEaNqMMzg2M21kSVHsJnK44RURYQXk2-m6Rm6lv0EdJDNApuVig/w480-h640/IMG_9671.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">All photos Oliviero Gobbi. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgijcqSumLF_NwGZ2_wOVYmYPtraIAj4gdDlNprCwt0LH4rrVZcwBi05mYs6JoJYm-2fPmZIcq3Yad2y5zGswUFhNLW-rIBTjAWssPl4msOZsdR3bBkPkzNOixml1Dcn74KS8gB7qP90dDZ/s2048/IMG_9674.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgijcqSumLF_NwGZ2_wOVYmYPtraIAj4gdDlNprCwt0LH4rrVZcwBi05mYs6JoJYm-2fPmZIcq3Yad2y5zGswUFhNLW-rIBTjAWssPl4msOZsdR3bBkPkzNOixml1Dcn74KS8gB7qP90dDZ/w480-h640/IMG_9674.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">This is a class photo showing point Framboise in nice Scottish conditions which are often there after a quick storm, the storm came just as we ordered and was obedient enough to give us a good time. Well done Mr Storm.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5bw1FUOREGeXogx52y7n3ozV5t7yGkZWjQe3hEs8v9NP20tEpsl0VRDO7UDeaKfcC4zxT68uMSPpjod72xsk0mDoRp8mK3aAwXErFOhD15iTGSj8WQGHwq0nFIHgPUVGu3NUSvEqnKYn/s2048/IMG_9675.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5bw1FUOREGeXogx52y7n3ozV5t7yGkZWjQe3hEs8v9NP20tEpsl0VRDO7UDeaKfcC4zxT68uMSPpjod72xsk0mDoRp8mK3aAwXErFOhD15iTGSj8WQGHwq0nFIHgPUVGu3NUSvEqnKYn/w640-h480/IMG_9675.jpeg" width="640" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Slightly out of order, this photo is going back to the bin, calling the Aosta Skyway a bin , is a bit of a sin, as its sumptuous. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyi2Gi0IZ-DurMgIc8O__9QSlbk_h-L32C0iBuwSG8LPAV21zgfrEgR8DhHlB7zhBmcCQFEV1jWkF2zN3NdhM0YXwWtK-3dKipcYwCJMNeSPS6N6Gw05q0WBvickRXA4DPRRgINOLK_Rg/s2048/DSCF5653+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyi2Gi0IZ-DurMgIc8O__9QSlbk_h-L32C0iBuwSG8LPAV21zgfrEgR8DhHlB7zhBmcCQFEV1jWkF2zN3NdhM0YXwWtK-3dKipcYwCJMNeSPS6N6Gw05q0WBvickRXA4DPRRgINOLK_Rg/w640-h480/DSCF5653+2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">You can never ever have enough photos of the Noire, simply impossible.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR_qLflFAKTj-IdTY69FRx8Hben_Ewi-BeUH_nXzyN_TvgGLgAUhi_DyI0YeuM3AInx2zQW8cMLwUbKAv2hHEW0hvXBrm2OhTFYBYWXzq5dCF_pIuzl7oiBNdisOLzCQFt2Gu3ODyAitIk/s2048/IMG_9677.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR_qLflFAKTj-IdTY69FRx8Hben_Ewi-BeUH_nXzyN_TvgGLgAUhi_DyI0YeuM3AInx2zQW8cMLwUbKAv2hHEW0hvXBrm2OhTFYBYWXzq5dCF_pIuzl7oiBNdisOLzCQFt2Gu3ODyAitIk/w640-h480/IMG_9677.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">The object of the exercise was to do a bit of filming on Ezio's new routes and for me to test the Grivel Dark Machine -hands down the greatest mixed /ice climbing tool thats ever been seen.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxu6pidiLHtPQeIHquCsoQTKfBStoyQzrHWTvQCXS7PruLfaPyH3aWYIsxk0wPHKKLYOI3AkWYFgnHBRXS71Y_fKnEue8GE5ahGmN3AU23MgNs4aealKJMgkKaR365CMm8ngPMO25yEAN/s2048/IMG_9683.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1347" data-original-width="2048" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxu6pidiLHtPQeIHquCsoQTKfBStoyQzrHWTvQCXS7PruLfaPyH3aWYIsxk0wPHKKLYOI3AkWYFgnHBRXS71Y_fKnEue8GE5ahGmN3AU23MgNs4aealKJMgkKaR365CMm8ngPMO25yEAN/w640-h420/IMG_9683.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">The Geant in the back ground floating around like the hallucination it is, a wonderfully easy climb but staggeringly magic.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvjkDKnFcq3iUce29r4nL9pLHuERJ-Tt-LwXQImnYlh8JOGLDrBmI0Zkfmiff1gYBv4Ay8zFUhwfBxoNHpS3ws566jMJS44qcptYEzKm2Rf99JV6JRVtTlajoP0HcoUu1po9rx2juYfBG/s2048/IMG_9684.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvjkDKnFcq3iUce29r4nL9pLHuERJ-Tt-LwXQImnYlh8JOGLDrBmI0Zkfmiff1gYBv4Ay8zFUhwfBxoNHpS3ws566jMJS44qcptYEzKm2Rf99JV6JRVtTlajoP0HcoUu1po9rx2juYfBG/w480-h640/IMG_9684.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Typical mixed ground, these routes vary from easy to very hard, too available from the Maestro Ezio.</span><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDKaT-nCqofZ-KU0Pa0KlEIwlWyPRzpnih1bwnJxS6A_yGay7CG82_3tJnEob9hxijtAfq5gb3jGWNhKofhzHgsLWS32nQKXA0O2ddglehcJP0_hz-Dx8Y9jgyE5BJ8q6SicDQzU7FI8VL/s2048/IMG_9697.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDKaT-nCqofZ-KU0Pa0KlEIwlWyPRzpnih1bwnJxS6A_yGay7CG82_3tJnEob9hxijtAfq5gb3jGWNhKofhzHgsLWS32nQKXA0O2ddglehcJP0_hz-Dx8Y9jgyE5BJ8q6SicDQzU7FI8VL/w480-h640/IMG_9697.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Now then this sculpture, or bass relief was once in plain air, but the Skyway Cable Car has incorporated it into its top restaurants, a brilliant move. The inscription reads something like if we all helped each other by holding hands, and pulling together life would be much easier. As you know I dont believe in a normal God, but believe in multiple gods, or Godettes. However I believe in this wonderful sentiment, and remember putting this photo in an article 20 or so years ago in that excellent magazine On the Edge!</span> <p></p></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;">So that was a few words about a great day, the details are not super important, the sentiment was, the joy de vivre was, the emotion, ambiance and all the rest. Long live climbing, long life or short life to all who climb, nobody can burn as bright as the climber smiling on a sunny ridge heading towards the summit of their dreams.</span></div>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-50940375925485466382020-10-10T02:48:00.006-07:002020-10-10T03:20:59.259-07:00Climbing in Italy is Magic, by Stevie happy Haston<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">fff</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">So was in that Magic place, its my happy place, yes it was Italy , nearly every where in Italy is 'my happy place". Italy even has cities I have been happy in for a few days! Indeed Italy is great. However the particular happy place was Aosta area! It was a surprise to me to be so emotional on this last visit, a combination of memories and first ascents, pleasurable days running and people who are very alive, real mountain people.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMUdEyQcspnugKrTySPfHoySxfLdp0YoyHKPHg2ohTCOHPVAMqzm2vOzlFMLiQn6RXiJuXduL6E5pGwk_SnSrwC_cpwnHS1Q8n1K7itg9c-Ao-FO3CtnFyn09Ya6_dTnMKZPFUNTBcu4B/s2048/DSCF5653.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMUdEyQcspnugKrTySPfHoySxfLdp0YoyHKPHg2ohTCOHPVAMqzm2vOzlFMLiQn6RXiJuXduL6E5pGwk_SnSrwC_cpwnHS1Q8n1K7itg9c-Ao-FO3CtnFyn09Ya6_dTnMKZPFUNTBcu4B/w640-h480/DSCF5653.jpg" width="640" /></a>f</div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>This is the Noire, I took this through the glass of where we were conducting an interview in a moments respite from questions, memories and just real complicated feelings about my climbing life. There will never be a Haston book, its just too complicated, so my boss wanted to get a little bit down on the record concerning my ice climbing and mixed climbing. </span><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTQSVP0jLrHP3L0OIGGhMFsQhslpQpKHsUql4SrlKREfOufH_3KTVG4kvlvbD5pnXZEpDTv5AL8VlF_WDWqbT3QasRJvj6nIfVxlNNmx8ozCTb8ukud2iJ0bWEMeSCleBqM4cWt2lraGm/s2048/DSCF5659.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTQSVP0jLrHP3L0OIGGhMFsQhslpQpKHsUql4SrlKREfOufH_3KTVG4kvlvbD5pnXZEpDTv5AL8VlF_WDWqbT3QasRJvj6nIfVxlNNmx8ozCTb8ukud2iJ0bWEMeSCleBqM4cWt2lraGm/w640-h480/DSCF5659.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>This is a new make of helmet from Grivel, I find it very practical, it's called the Duetto, and weighs 215 grams or 7.6 ounces. Part of my visit to Italy was to catch up on Grivel product as there were some great new things happening. If you know me, you will understand my life is led out doors, but some of it is just work, all be it to do with climbing and the outdoors.</span><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKjlRmRi6Csbf26BWfK8C3EINEXaPCl2yDr84LQcS7SXko-zVsMux1DJDYu9kIQK2tiXF1UP7c1qCu0OQ_kkNVT0CEnyPS_zhyBdqjuO4Emu_cLYZc6j7HVEOA6vpi2FekC-XHHhIUCO3h/s2048/DSCF5650.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKjlRmRi6Csbf26BWfK8C3EINEXaPCl2yDr84LQcS7SXko-zVsMux1DJDYu9kIQK2tiXF1UP7c1qCu0OQ_kkNVT0CEnyPS_zhyBdqjuO4Emu_cLYZc6j7HVEOA6vpi2FekC-XHHhIUCO3h/w480-h640/DSCF5650.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Ezio and me were the subject of interviews and many questions! Ezio and I go back years and did a few great new routes together we were catching up as well as answering questions as our routes together were 24 years before!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM_xxItSew2V6P-J2imezZVyE4y9o6HLB_o8Sq7O9rjXZxMTIpmy6V-6xHN7Djq3jkEooqeiRNxJrTS9wJNN2QHq7oRFAx0g22qg5JwKc30E5LiiQDsqBaMDZwU6b0_plG0L6jsnURCnSD/s2048/DSCF5645.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM_xxItSew2V6P-J2imezZVyE4y9o6HLB_o8Sq7O9rjXZxMTIpmy6V-6xHN7Djq3jkEooqeiRNxJrTS9wJNN2QHq7oRFAx0g22qg5JwKc30E5LiiQDsqBaMDZwU6b0_plG0L6jsnURCnSD/w640-h480/DSCF5645.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;">This is Luqa , you won't have heard of him, unless you have an interest in steep skiing or skiing in the mountains! Luqa was doing the film stuff and asking a few questions himself as he is apart from being one of the great mountain skiers a local mountain guide! Hidden in the background is Mauro a guy I have worked with on climbing product for 27 years!</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKZug4b8Zht4pA0pGH9KF505dCv2NEGgyC19ovXDhR0M6r1nx4PXxyXoX9bB9TXnmHXcR16sofDDuvdTLD3aiY38PgHkrSrBtJlif93t3kjfwA3iNVuIoyWh3aPW0TCFGCRJjLHzbIIkYD/s2048/DSCF5641.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKZug4b8Zht4pA0pGH9KF505dCv2NEGgyC19ovXDhR0M6r1nx4PXxyXoX9bB9TXnmHXcR16sofDDuvdTLD3aiY38PgHkrSrBtJlif93t3kjfwA3iNVuIoyWh3aPW0TCFGCRJjLHzbIIkYD/w640-h480/DSCF5641.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>The place of the interview was chosen to put me at my ease and create the right mood, I was treated with kid cloves and I must say it all worked. Having refused the interview a couple of times, some pressure and cajoling was put on me and against my better judgement I went. But as I said although not fond of saying, 'I can be wrong", I was wrong, the whole thing was a great idea!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYBPnGvi3fhasmsTC2Zw5YbNPfUnC_LuOeFEWL4GTPjyMpbbAEiHh5fGuCz06YXlLcBY4MqSK4pRaIu_vL0XiSCTostJniVLOI1ggLej8AwE6hR-Jdx-upLXvoKg-G-tVjovhpsgwYcqq/s2048/DSCF5649.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYBPnGvi3fhasmsTC2Zw5YbNPfUnC_LuOeFEWL4GTPjyMpbbAEiHh5fGuCz06YXlLcBY4MqSK4pRaIu_vL0XiSCTostJniVLOI1ggLej8AwE6hR-Jdx-upLXvoKg-G-tVjovhpsgwYcqq/w640-h480/DSCF5649.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Ezio Malier on his phone, the guy is an olympic grade talker. He was reminding me about a route I vaguely remembered, I got all the details wrong, I was sure one of us was injured-it was me apparently! The route was 7 pitches and had a beautiful waterfall pitch of 6+ which took me 1 and a half hours, we finished in the dark, Ezio called it Classic Haston as a compliment to me! It hasn't formed since.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieImv4MpW77J7m7EAmbfsDe0hxzBoI4i4yHw1AWtHgmbTgnFl7RfjDNTdhp4o0vEicwfFD1Xx3A35q1hSDHshxAmt20epDqR1injA3YEjQp6RY9a0sJHSDDmuZZhP3RRhAtV-OYOpsB9Hy/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieImv4MpW77J7m7EAmbfsDe0hxzBoI4i4yHw1AWtHgmbTgnFl7RfjDNTdhp4o0vEicwfFD1Xx3A35q1hSDHshxAmt20epDqR1injA3YEjQp6RY9a0sJHSDDmuZZhP3RRhAtV-OYOpsB9Hy/w480-h640/DSCF5656.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">If this bit of writing is too much 'me' forgive me, in some ways these few days were a celebration of my life and my friends and work mates were being just wonderful to a grumpy old climber. This is a cover in Italy's best climbing mag, it shows me obviously in my element on one of the local cliffs. Love of rock, love of ice, mountains forever! </span></div><div><br /><span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: x-large; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsbA9uvwlKIoFzFfQWr533YgARyWBLGwh8hgE_LpGV2O-TqdTwbUVDuL5GOau1lZNlGiGcD0QHdfD9sWbEYCTaRmcI4tFCGZ5iVUTazKAHB2q9e4Cnuh8zvi99Wmgp_obFFJ7nQmSSjdy/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsbA9uvwlKIoFzFfQWr533YgARyWBLGwh8hgE_LpGV2O-TqdTwbUVDuL5GOau1lZNlGiGcD0QHdfD9sWbEYCTaRmcI4tFCGZ5iVUTazKAHB2q9e4Cnuh8zvi99Wmgp_obFFJ7nQmSSjdy/w480-h640/DSCF5650.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Above Ezio and I are a Ibex and Chamois and old wooden skis and an old ice axe. I was saying to Ezio that I always watched where the chamois walked as they had better senses than ordinary humans. He agreed and was nice enough to say so did I. One of the questions I was asked was about risk and death and chance, a very complicated series of questions all together. My answer was possibly stupid as for me to die living "the life", is not a loss, we will see what I said. Many, many times I nearly died, avalanche, rocks etc, I always played my 'joker card" and was lucky enough to have a full pack of jokers, no ace, no king but all jokers! Anyway Ezio and I went climbing one of his new mixed routes, it was actually brilliant, we were filmed a bit etc but that wasn't the best bit for me. The best bit for me was meeting all the guys, the Aosta gang, Ice climbers, skiers, snowboarders, climbing guides, they were nearly all there on the Cable Car. There was fresh </span></span><span><span style="font-size: x-large;">snow on high and the gang were out, wow.</span><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p><div><br /></div><div>xxx</div></div></div>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-70655918821331164812020-09-27T00:53:00.005-07:002020-09-27T01:03:52.304-07:00UK Police being accused of using Agent provocateurs, by Stevie Haston<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hoIthoy00ap-pb261g3RcmhKKIglHnYFFl2sBpSzuUJKP9yjtO2Gq1yx_NJEHLXGSker9p_EM1OXnFdEa2FETfhB211t-Q8acDfS9g-ILASmDzxufxTB878bSwAXM-GyhxjIxTPv5awU/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="373" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hoIthoy00ap-pb261g3RcmhKKIglHnYFFl2sBpSzuUJKP9yjtO2Gq1yx_NJEHLXGSker9p_EM1OXnFdEa2FETfhB211t-Q8acDfS9g-ILASmDzxufxTB878bSwAXM-GyhxjIxTPv5awU/w400-h300/120315232_2560762494146149_2758965950846483879_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"> It's not unknown for the police to stage dramatic false crimes, it may even be common. I wonder what you think? Obviously many people are just too thick nowadays to know what an Agent Provocateur is, thanks to an education system that is actually trying to stop you thinking for your selves. So yesterday night I was looking at the usual mainstream media reporting on the Anti Corvid Madness that is going on, what did I see? Well lots of miss reporting, lots of biased reporting, lots of really shit reporting, all adding up to to a sac grovelling journalists selling there own kind and fellow human beings down the river. I will just give you the best one. It's of some police men and women , because today of course we have equal opportunities Pantomine. The vidio from which this screen shot is taken is available on the Guardian paper. What the video wants you to believe is that a hard man copper has a perfect bandage put on his head in the middle of a melee, a perfect Turbanised work of First aid in the middle of a rugby scrum! Magic bit of film! If you are a first aider you will know how hard it is to bandage a head, and you would only do this for a wound. It's all Punch and Judy, it's theatre. If you look around the papers and the Net you can find lots of examples of this, but this fraud is a peach, right there in the heart of London, a stones throw from the Mother of all democratic Parliaments. Please don't accuse me of being right wing, or a Trump supporter, or wanting to infect my granny with a killer virus, but really a perfect bandage, no sign of blood? One could be forgiven for thinking it was under his hat and he presented it like a magician with a rabbit. The UK is a joke, a bad joke. Protest people, protest before your right to protest is taken away-sorry it already has been!</span><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-61334869310470872682020-09-25T08:25:00.006-07:002020-09-25T10:38:32.139-07:00Covid Gladiator and the Pope, by Stevie Serious Haston<p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbnrvsZk0najIMc0EITO-pmAFAdEaksCXztuzVvc_7uZBBMp7KXIJi5ZS6brAXOByURuW4LJB2djMejthGljs5WtNEycF0oeuq9Uu0VL5ZzGJpJ0QQqpeodla9fSVfVKyPze2ZN04qtbw7/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="373" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbnrvsZk0najIMc0EITO-pmAFAdEaksCXztuzVvc_7uZBBMp7KXIJi5ZS6brAXOByURuW4LJB2djMejthGljs5WtNEycF0oeuq9Uu0VL5ZzGJpJ0QQqpeodla9fSVfVKyPze2ZN04qtbw7/w480-h640/120199188_1065263997209736_6428968209808007876_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh47kqvzV472Vs0JzafLBMLrjGBfVrSeGlNOTws7DWkgWOpu0YBLSSv9zmG6Vdkt7vfETqkHQV9zDyYG2PE4vjJfnmiNAiIahDsvASvMpRtwzF7DE12YiM5Lw5hQ_sEDTluqe7wATy1asLd/s373/120218732_649416895725208_7601438976598725187_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh47kqvzV472Vs0JzafLBMLrjGBfVrSeGlNOTws7DWkgWOpu0YBLSSv9zmG6Vdkt7vfETqkHQV9zDyYG2PE4vjJfnmiNAiIahDsvASvMpRtwzF7DE12YiM5Lw5hQ_sEDTluqe7wATy1asLd/s320/120218732_649416895725208_7601438976598725187_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdmCsdlyvqBJp76KNp2i-TiEf8XIK7qDQK0bBvvXo3q0gKQP8nvfjSf2qWd0qqGVLc5MdJI3rEs19Fz7mRkt5EbTFd4Wrl6I2d1tM6VE-XoCxtkB7dN69TZmfosphBAwywUWc34RZiMDz/s373/120261148_3409783509090704_772844999874894572_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="373" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMdmCsdlyvqBJp76KNp2i-TiEf8XIK7qDQK0bBvvXo3q0gKQP8nvfjSf2qWd0qqGVLc5MdJI3rEs19Fz7mRkt5EbTFd4Wrl6I2d1tM6VE-XoCxtkB7dN69TZmfosphBAwywUWc34RZiMDz/s320/120261148_3409783509090704_772844999874894572_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5pbgR4eIPMR-lqen2r6rIbRCWOIHcTWvBXYqCg9Q2BFyZ0kHEKDJkznq-paLaqlFxlGMlD3uwG9q7A1t3KjtHM_PjWi5FOcmFofd5-wNu7Hzl-0BVCxBllwRMRjQvkLzBkp3P9jvGuPS/s2048/DSCF4812.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5pbgR4eIPMR-lqen2r6rIbRCWOIHcTWvBXYqCg9Q2BFyZ0kHEKDJkznq-paLaqlFxlGMlD3uwG9q7A1t3KjtHM_PjWi5FOcmFofd5-wNu7Hzl-0BVCxBllwRMRjQvkLzBkp3P9jvGuPS/s320/DSCF4812.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> I'am still alive, conditions on earth are worsening, but thank you guys for supporting me in my titanic struggle against the Dipthong thong Virus. Love you long time! Was walking today, diving today, and a tiny bit of climbing, viruses every where.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUZr8R53bKa7dga0_hRyf2jBg8JsjW8arfGqEEEJxMZSgi36vAFDZF0XVyOBt5M8GZhyphenhyphens3B_yhmo1-wsDCUMJXfGKO47uPI-IuyxbAGjMXgi4zss9ydldSSSqT1mQ_9pyOEEO5Or_DEV8/s2048/IMG_9633+2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOUZr8R53bKa7dga0_hRyf2jBg8JsjW8arfGqEEEJxMZSgi36vAFDZF0XVyOBt5M8GZhyphenhyphens3B_yhmo1-wsDCUMJXfGKO47uPI-IuyxbAGjMXgi4zss9ydldSSSqT1mQ_9pyOEEO5Or_DEV8/w640-h480/IMG_9633+2.jpeg" width="640" /></a><span style="font-size: xx-large; text-align: left;">You do get points for knowing each item, and what they are for, clue some of these if inserted up your Prime Minister, or President of choice, will produce a giggle, tickle, or severe pain.</span></div><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrYDbrTwASPFFe6N_o9vt6PoPKqNTP8i33rVId4jicgAciRVSSz4nh05IA2HuVD7rFm74PozaV9XpL42iEcSHEOcD6RW8STCDFI9EJkT3ofDRmLpdUxkoH97Tkfw1ML1erKpE57YmvqSi/s2048/DSCF5579.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrYDbrTwASPFFe6N_o9vt6PoPKqNTP8i33rVId4jicgAciRVSSz4nh05IA2HuVD7rFm74PozaV9XpL42iEcSHEOcD6RW8STCDFI9EJkT3ofDRmLpdUxkoH97Tkfw1ML1erKpE57YmvqSi/w640-h480/DSCF5579.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>See no evil, am really happy to have burst through the 40 meter barrier, bust is not that appropriate a word since I have been diving underwater all my life. Finally made a bit of progress recently, Jacek my mate from Poland, Jesper from Denmark (100 meter diver) Alex from Germany, Fabritz from Malta were all in there, pushing me ever downwards.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpCKX_Jv50SvEbn7_6vgrMUMy9dMxmc6cCviPgBaidX4Y80gh7ct5LLnQbmvAgnuFv4dV-Ua-kb7KgBmv2XlrjIBdyXSozguNgzT8W1xHzLEGxdq7L8zpxbV-7J2Fhufg9UjXDtNcw7bw/s2048/DSCF5451.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpCKX_Jv50SvEbn7_6vgrMUMy9dMxmc6cCviPgBaidX4Y80gh7ct5LLnQbmvAgnuFv4dV-Ua-kb7KgBmv2XlrjIBdyXSozguNgzT8W1xHzLEGxdq7L8zpxbV-7J2Fhufg9UjXDtNcw7bw/w640-h480/DSCF5451.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">Some where in the Sinai Egypt, forgotten where, it doesn't matter, I just love Eygptian people especially the people of that brilliant city Dahab.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDdJN_XEUHJIiIz12AWAWWE2wVFGpmdi92d-wJMPKicf9tINPTUnHz92sRjY3XDJuqLnRee92RfbLerRAOiaxJRS5wo6dDOWmUn1xptjH8_BbbBLPfeGAoDW9paKviIwkkeAtgoZggxU7z/s2048/DSCF5243+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDdJN_XEUHJIiIz12AWAWWE2wVFGpmdi92d-wJMPKicf9tINPTUnHz92sRjY3XDJuqLnRee92RfbLerRAOiaxJRS5wo6dDOWmUn1xptjH8_BbbBLPfeGAoDW9paKviIwkkeAtgoZggxU7z/w640-h480/DSCF5243+3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Yesterday I was here with Sabine, and Mat, who had a great full days climbing, it was fantastic to meet Sabine as we had some friends together from the old Gang in France!</span><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgL0NHuTTo4oGFvqrFGAZ6ZVI11dVeAwbkzzN9azH8DfZP505bJPUByFn9HSNKYmtA7TIDR9RYE-BHHxuthCRH_ypDnhN5DgkenXvvddfIV7nTg7qO9qgNOgcJegcgfHjBwTPkHdtZkx54/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="373" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgL0NHuTTo4oGFvqrFGAZ6ZVI11dVeAwbkzzN9azH8DfZP505bJPUByFn9HSNKYmtA7TIDR9RYE-BHHxuthCRH_ypDnhN5DgkenXvvddfIV7nTg7qO9qgNOgcJegcgfHjBwTPkHdtZkx54/w640-h480/120261148_3409783509090704_772844999874894572_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Lesser spotted Covid @</span><p></p><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;">This little bugger (badly out of focus I know) was walking on a saints statue. Hard to control bugs isn't it?</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1OYiTqcqHF7yROz5IQt_neBwzG8M258qxAQJ6MXYN79z8G52caKte34y5U2L4W0pCQSm7Af8sykQTDzJ7NzSrR8sZNs-WgFmap8RdbQCqP4adxFF2SYCoF1Xp1TodsQmdLWElkcds-j0/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="373" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1OYiTqcqHF7yROz5IQt_neBwzG8M258qxAQJ6MXYN79z8G52caKte34y5U2L4W0pCQSm7Af8sykQTDzJ7NzSrR8sZNs-WgFmap8RdbQCqP4adxFF2SYCoF1Xp1TodsQmdLWElkcds-j0/w480-h640/120113436_695521801037445_822088911535813445_n-1.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>Sabine climbing on her toes, I think the humidity is in the camera, or on the lens, humidity here is crazy at the moment, probably due to all that breathing in Ma.s.k.s.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqUWA8EpCfU8ZTLL4NIw93-6Nc7BFYMUfj7Y4ewAAjUx9neP4I6626w0w_ECkF4USWzdiKKJYwS6LmhDThXiUNj7SpkEzp4mf_Pu3TjxBKEcLHDhyphenhyphenmV3vqDnoBsFJDXqV3UPR_Lxx2cgn/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="280" data-original-width="373" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHqUWA8EpCfU8ZTLL4NIw93-6Nc7BFYMUfj7Y4ewAAjUx9neP4I6626w0w_ECkF4USWzdiKKJYwS6LmhDThXiUNj7SpkEzp4mf_Pu3TjxBKEcLHDhyphenhyphenmV3vqDnoBsFJDXqV3UPR_Lxx2cgn/w640-h480/120218732_649416895725208_7601438976598725187_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>Two little doggies in a big pocket, mine is the black one, the other comes from Kalyminos, believe it or not!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7q_V5usod158RH34xDh7OLaWOE6KXwPfEt7PaSjDhO5K4t36NFgK78rHRF2z2_-GZ4-Y3_92eVdDoFiUmSluMjasF8iYBe71HdYwZM7FOIhoQdFK4mhyNGx8FQdsJvsNMn6DsjVwehreG/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="373" data-original-width="280" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7q_V5usod158RH34xDh7OLaWOE6KXwPfEt7PaSjDhO5K4t36NFgK78rHRF2z2_-GZ4-Y3_92eVdDoFiUmSluMjasF8iYBe71HdYwZM7FOIhoQdFK4mhyNGx8FQdsJvsNMn6DsjVwehreG/w480-h640/120199188_1065263997209736_6428968209808007876_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>Face Book wants to tell you that Stevie Haston has changed his Profile photo, and his details. The man formerly known as Stevie is now Covid Gladiator, and is fully sponsored by the W.H>O>R>E and the CDC and is a government advisor on masks.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCyBuxQCWCQP9XJknUKwUaVF61UoqX93Q7i2S7uJNFRHU9ERlggMwhh3WDAK0Qo3DLQ169HEVDrpZ29iJ7rwsKZkPBe4l-TWElT1lFK40xGYpwNnJIVWxAXHRqAPg3ibt3Ln0GLh_x5r5/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCyBuxQCWCQP9XJknUKwUaVF61UoqX93Q7i2S7uJNFRHU9ERlggMwhh3WDAK0Qo3DLQ169HEVDrpZ29iJ7rwsKZkPBe4l-TWElT1lFK40xGYpwNnJIVWxAXHRqAPg3ibt3Ln0GLh_x5r5/w640-h480/DSCF4812+2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>For Sabine and Mat, they wanted to know what a "fried egg jelly fish' looked like. Here's one, all jelly fish are really beautiful, but this one might be my favourite, and can be 1 meter in diameter! Thanks Sabine and Mat for climbing with me.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /> <br /><br /></span></div></div>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-30725052062697308982020-09-22T02:35:00.004-07:002020-09-22T07:00:57.939-07:00Climbing without fear, living without fear.<p><i><span style="font-size: large;">At the begining of the year I was in Egypt having a great time, what the F..k happened! </span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;">One Minuit I was doing my daily routine of Prana breathing , then physical yoga and the free diving and then maybe the odd set of pull ups, and the next Minuit it was the Pandemic. I remember thinking "oh here we go again, they will try the old Asian flu card". </span></i></p><p> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY6447KGu17wygcKUbfdwOSIUxqg6JLS8e1kNJZEYNZeblzfhq4rEh9dN8VeOkMmpl9xotKGdDgm_uHNdwBMCn35NEhhOwqn1O3u22UTOTrr9gEyOlLWC_G3HcUNd_cqa8-xaZS5WKoMyR/s2048/DSCF5080.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY6447KGu17wygcKUbfdwOSIUxqg6JLS8e1kNJZEYNZeblzfhq4rEh9dN8VeOkMmpl9xotKGdDgm_uHNdwBMCn35NEhhOwqn1O3u22UTOTrr9gEyOlLWC_G3HcUNd_cqa8-xaZS5WKoMyR/w640-h480/DSCF5080.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>One of my old students, hello Mandy, hope you are well!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"> I haven't blogged for a while, like most people Iam confused and battered but unlike most I am in fact desperate, no work this year means no money. I dont have a safety net underneath me like all these very nice people advocating a New Normal. I want my old normal back please, the one where I earned a bit of money, was a responsible citizen, and where low risks of death due to the flu was , well normal></span> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TPlwhyphenhyphenzYwYTIrYuktBgP-kRVUwY37Rwep8jl5xhc2LR8yO2UsPujti2TjiMl6HeUtKAsx6qIlr-STz7bNVMlrS8mFj3PAV-0R_IN2vGzfIU1a7fcyXYOOq-NXsi-tWy8-sgqdmQAcPxO/s2048/IMG_3376-EFFECTS.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1TPlwhyphenhyphenzYwYTIrYuktBgP-kRVUwY37Rwep8jl5xhc2LR8yO2UsPujti2TjiMl6HeUtKAsx6qIlr-STz7bNVMlrS8mFj3PAV-0R_IN2vGzfIU1a7fcyXYOOq-NXsi-tWy8-sgqdmQAcPxO/s2048/IMG_3376-EFFECTS.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEMydpb4dSGG8V0jaJFo9MOn_B2KBO5fhBA-xwHV9jqpwBlRpx6XyjwzRDc-k6MhH9MPEPfGnmqjp0BGFluXWSHzweh4-Wn1f1m9LeIkJ3TlxBVocV3l7y4eM8Q-JZbcTaqk649mK_tuC5/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="435" data-original-width="640" height="436" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEMydpb4dSGG8V0jaJFo9MOn_B2KBO5fhBA-xwHV9jqpwBlRpx6XyjwzRDc-k6MhH9MPEPfGnmqjp0BGFluXWSHzweh4-Wn1f1m9LeIkJ3TlxBVocV3l7y4eM8Q-JZbcTaqk649mK_tuC5/w640-h436/image.png" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-large;">An Aloe, tilted, it's time over, ready to die, When I die I hope its actually before my time. You might not understand what I just said so I'll spell it out for you. We are living so long that the last 10 years of most peoples lives is just a dreary purgatory of well misery. I watched my dad die, I have just watched a few die recently and you know what it wasn't nice. I dont want that, I want not to be bed ridden, I dont want to have my arse wiped like I did for my mum, I want to die a bit before I am a decaying cabbage! </span><br /><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVzil0fwBu8k6ORRVsjnaOGhoHsuB-8DdDcwYNYD-vZpUtYfa-9O2yHSmgZF8W-0osEQiRvO4x_yuzs6IxJ0gxYRSMJof6v1E5y-mL8TxBRlwfn5b-THu-hWwrwb6Yq1vICilEWquhRKQD/w640-h480/DSCF1527-EFFECTS.jpg" width="640" /></div><p><br /></p><span style="font-size: x-large;">This photo is one of mine I found on the web, dont ask me how its there or why its got a frame, hey the world is changing and things are strange. I have to remember 65 codes for computers, bank accounts, phones, I have to use another 54 chargers for shit I didn't really ever want in the first place, and in having and using all this shit, I am making some people who I despise mega rich.</span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6B6ubSvGD6flOVTnTX0TRw21ApX3t1_OdCQ00K0OevJ_oa7Xptn8GRGrIkh6268nk81lzbjC6njz007iAHaAv7FYXPov1CRkei_pKF_IcF9BuPMhCOR1fnB1Mmo_OoeQWotEAI9abVZ4Y/s800/stevienorway-SNOW.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="518" data-original-width="800" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6B6ubSvGD6flOVTnTX0TRw21ApX3t1_OdCQ00K0OevJ_oa7Xptn8GRGrIkh6268nk81lzbjC6njz007iAHaAv7FYXPov1CRkei_pKF_IcF9BuPMhCOR1fnB1Mmo_OoeQWotEAI9abVZ4Y/w640-h414/stevienorway-SNOW.gif" width="640" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> This photo is from Norway I think. 2 meters of snow fell, no police, no sisters telling you not to slash the hell out of those steep slopes. It was a time before thought crime, it was a time before being accused of killing people by living. It was a great time.</span><span style="font-size: xx-large;"> My shoulder is better, thanks to many people and no doctors, I,ll just give a shout out to Mick who sent me an exercise protocol and is enjoying a fruitful time climbing in North Wales. I was advised to have an operation by 3 doctors, but I didn't want to get cut up and suffer drugs again. So after a lot of messing around with lots of stuff, and listening to many friends but not doctors, the shoulder is finally co operating and letting me climb and swim.</span></p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcE5Gzkj_jcM-eJAOysMq9r6Bh2BWP6-EqwCxS-VFp9RUZcy0O3KC7iuuvnQPHCDy5qo35oMotJQ59K2jijvRcFwCmqnofSretAxStk-13nBLhyphenhyphenTwhzXYRoVKun5aZvYH0ZitdRlid5MRI/s2048/DSCF4775.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcE5Gzkj_jcM-eJAOysMq9r6Bh2BWP6-EqwCxS-VFp9RUZcy0O3KC7iuuvnQPHCDy5qo35oMotJQ59K2jijvRcFwCmqnofSretAxStk-13nBLhyphenhyphenTwhzXYRoVKun5aZvYH0ZitdRlid5MRI/w480-h640/DSCF4775.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />This is a photo of me doing a bit of yoga, I have been doing yoga since an early age, some times its just a bit of stretching some times its actually lots more, its rebooting me, its anchoring me into this space and time, into this body and into this kind inner mind that is always there. People who know me understand life is a little hard for me, modern life that is, mountains cliffs and the sea is where I need to be, I don't need no Facist groove thing going on. So because of my little journey into freediving my yoga practise has actually become an everyday practise, the morning Prana can be anything from 15 mins to 2 hours. What has this yoga stuff done for me I can hear you question. Well it allowed me to climb while weak, it allowed me to climb kinda without one shoulder, and it allowed me to make a little progress with my topsy turvy mind. Oh and it gave me a Breath hold of 5 mins and a deep dive of 42 meters.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfVj_9FCYujOosB0otp5OYE1RzEhxi6obyVqnLni1g3-d-e-vdVemdTsCGglDCXX4PkRPLStUjz9SB4HU8Yu2mNrZPcOauMikX3KJ1X1sNpJTZLkMA0nE1uT2TRb61TPpk7ulmlHRNeTf_/s2048/DSCF4990.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfVj_9FCYujOosB0otp5OYE1RzEhxi6obyVqnLni1g3-d-e-vdVemdTsCGglDCXX4PkRPLStUjz9SB4HU8Yu2mNrZPcOauMikX3KJ1X1sNpJTZLkMA0nE1uT2TRb61TPpk7ulmlHRNeTf_/w480-h640/DSCF4990.jpg" width="480" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div>This photo is one of mine from 2 years ago down there near Sudan. It was a pleasure to play with these cool cats. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">This blog will have to be cut short as my 'mother in law' wants to do some what we call 'disco keep fit', she is a demented old lady who we have to reboot everyday as she watches too much TV. We dont know how to wean her off the TV, the poor thing has to wear a mask and gets breathless when she does so. When the lock down was on we stretched the rules to get her out, but even with that she has put on many kilograms. 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I have to tell you for 3 months in Egypt I didn't drink, this was easy to do and I felt wonderful. You probably know that drink is very bad for you, but some of my friends are dead because of drink. Some of my friends are very dead because of climbing, some died skiing or snowboarding, two free divers I knew just died, death is with us my friends but so is life. Celebrate life, the profits of doom, and the wages of fear go to the rich, life must be lived, you cannot mortgage life. Please guys and girls let people live their lives. <br /> <br /> </span><p></p>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-37464059345965891042020-05-12T00:21:00.000-07:002020-05-12T00:21:57.758-07:00Methuselah climbs still, by Stevie Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">Its my hundred and 11 birthday cries Frodo, it's my 969 says Crystal Meth Methuselah, its mine also says Stevie-shall we go climbing, of course says Piglet, Pooh, Eeyore, and Tigger. New routes are nearly alway the gift I give myself on my birthday, good routes, some times with a bit of bite. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">This is a sketch of Edward Lear a favourite character from my childhood. its prophetically of a favourite cliff of mine and he has some how painted me in belaying on top of one of my own routes! This is a bit of a shock because he died a long time before my birth. But hey, things today are not what they seem, we must trust experts, and funnily drawn graphs predicting 'Second waves' among other things.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">So I remember this little 'second wave' from when I was about 9 years old, I was reading the nonsense poems of Edward Lear and hoping to see fabulous creatures with two heads, and people floating to sea in a pea green boat, and magic dragons, and elves and much more. But this second wave was there instead. It disappeared from my knowledge and reappeared a few years ago but I couldn't be bothered. Sometimes the big thing that's stops great routes is lethargy, Christmass pudding, or a Pandemic of hunters killing little birds. But there was a lull in the space time continuum this year, and a route was born, or at least gestated. </span><br />
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-32259522314273948912020-05-10T06:56:00.002-07:002020-05-10T07:25:53.069-07:00Temporary like Achilleas, by Stevie immortal Haston. <span style="font-size: x-large;">Tempting fate to say you're immortal? Of course it is. You are a temporary thing my friend, more bacteria than your ego will even allow you to know. We are deluded little creations of accident, waiting for our assured demise. But some one once said, that you can sometimes be a master of your life if you pick the time of your death! I prefer to think that I am a little bit in control occasionally, and not like a bit of flotsam being tossed around by the waves. Recently I have even felt lucky and blessed. That surprised me because I am normally a really miserable bastard.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I love routes where you open you're legs and feel the breeze... Chimneys are a very underrated lost art.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> This is what I looked like as a young man, I used to climb 6c maximum, but now that Scarpa makes better boots, my grade is still respectable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">A bit of tourism in Germany, trying, or not trying really, more like fondling the holds, you get a few points for knowing the route, and there will be a few of you that will get it, surprising how much strange bits of info we have in our brains.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">You get a few more points for recognising the man in this photo, a very important man in climbing in my view.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">A Dick standing between two gigantic dicks. You get another few points for knowing this route, it's one of the best routes in the world!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> I have been called a dick recently by a few people for being happy to be Temporary like Achilleas. Here I am demonstrating my Weltanschauung, dicks are very underrated as Mae West said, they have an important function.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Anyway, there's lots of routes for me to do<br />Theres fun to be had<br />theres still sea to swim in<br />theres laughs to be had<br />theres the blue to stare into above as in the sky and the deep as under you in water<br />theres my body such as it is -to treat your body like a temple and not a toilet, should be one of humans main thoughts. Eat good healthy food, breath fresh air, drink nice pure water, win the good fight. Be amazed at the beauty of flowers, rocks, mountains, do things with grace even though you are a clumsy clod of clay, dance on the head of a needle.</span></td></tr>
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-33808558881212506472020-05-07T03:07:00.000-07:002020-05-07T03:09:01.984-07:00The Dangleberries of Doom, by Stevie Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">The world spins around its axis, and men spin their little webs. The world goes around the sun and men spin their lies, plans, and they gather of riches beyond their needs! I gather a few onions and routes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> A route cleaned by my friend Didi, a European of the former Eastern Bloc country East Germany. We act in tandem, our love of routes and our love of other peoples enjoyment of good little climbs motivate us to some simple giving of time and sweat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Here I am top roping a line several times to gain knowledge of the best place to clean etc. Strange are the motivations of men, their creations or simple gifts, half the time mere vanity. Beware Greeks baring Gifts, Never look a gift Vaccine in the Mouth! Forgive me my little jokes. Many climbers are listening to governmental instructions when they have never listened much before, is this their advancing age, or do they actually think something extra ordinary is going on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Hiding in the shade, it's almost too hot, the end of May normally signals the hot season of not much climbing except when absolutely necessary. In the photo you can see the seeds of the Carob tree, one of my favourite trees.</span><span id="goog_405830587" style="font-size: x-large;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> The sky is blue and we are in Prison, well not me obviously, I speak of some of the worlds population, told what to do, and blindly following orders ..</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Invitation to dance, outrageously good climbing/dancing shoes. Invitation au voyage, a route name in France (possibly got this wrong) the French do get the odd thing right, we will see if they crucify Macron at the next election, or are falling into control or 'compliance'. Compliance is a great new word used to describe control of population, it is like in Britain, we used to have to comply to the status quo of prescribed climbing by a few pompous people, nominally this was guided by the chief of Propaganda Ken 'the red' Wilson. If you didn't comply you were denounced in the magazine, and then ignored in the public drinking establishments. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> 'Babies in a Blender' was a route name I seem to remember. There will be many more abortions after quarantine, there will be lots of family crimes, perhaps a million more unwanted births.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> My fingers are easily strong enough to crush this rock, its a treacherous medium to climb but its incredibly memorable also, if you climb this kind of rock otherwise polite people will say you are insane! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Training in old England was called cheating, pros were looked down upon, it was an extension of the public schools system and ideology. Alright for some, some were taken by rich parents on the Grande Tour, some kids couldn't climb out of the slums. Slums arnt called slums anymore, don't even know what they are called, but you can be sure there are two different sectors from where climbers come from. Even in the simplistic climbing game of climbing walls and bouldering, there is a difference from Now, versus Then. In the old days I bunked (sneaked in) into the Sobell centre Wall, and then Bradford Uni wall, as I remember the Sheffield Uni training thing was free as well. Not now guys, get your Visa au Voyage out!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Ah the untraveled stuff by a route of mine. The Taxification of everything now is utterly incredible, but it is not so amazing when you think that people dont value their liberty to climb, walk run, or even get out of the house. Virtual reality has captured people, once we wanted real experience, we didn't want the Blue Planet, we were in it, and really nice villages and towns gave us free camping, We voyaged into the real natural world, and eat it for breakfast. Today, its Planet Mountain web site saying stay at Home, today its UK Climbing saying Stay the Fuck at Home, well I can tell you its them who should stay the Fuck at home! They arnt climbing, Climbing is you, climbing is rock, climbing is a journey, an experiment, it's a risk, it is defo not sitting at home masturbating.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Failed on this the other day, lots of failures recently. To find your limits is an interesting thing, what are your limits on proscribed thought and rules? Are you still a free thinking, Skin head moon stomp climber?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I love scorpions. Are Scorpions dangerous? Are viruses dangerous? Wasn't it a virus that turned animals from egg layers into, mammals?Wasnt it viruses that created thought process-thought processes seem a bit overrated now since government think that thinking for your self should be banned. There's a wing of the British army called Brigade 77, it's in charge of various false accounts, and is a Trolling factory which works in league with various other mysterious people agendas and 1984 kinda things. Theres a Wonderfull bit of film out there somewhere showing the head of the Army dressed in desert camoflage gear (try to remember he is a studio haha), talking about how well the Army is helping in the Corona /Flu thing, its laughable. Thats why you should go climbing, climbing was always a real leveller, although the climbing secret police tried they couldn't really control climbing! Long live climbing. </span></td></tr>
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-5220148569524998412020-04-21T02:15:00.001-07:002020-04-21T02:22:44.461-07:00To be, or to sneeze, by Stevie Horrible Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">To Blog or not to Blog, for a while I didn't blog as I thought what I did wasn't interesting, but obviously now, as navel gazing while half watching the latest Net Flics moving garbage show is the height of many peoples lives-well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> A mural of Whirling Dervishes, I once did a climb called the Dervish which started a boom of new routes in the quarries of North Wales, now I advocate climbing while maintaining precautions against catching the Flu. I would never advocate breaking a law, except of course where that law is completely wrong-there are a few, well more than a few are not there?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> These are my so called Spring onions, they are not normal are they? Luckily I have a garden where other people in my family can relax while sheltering from the stupidity of this modern world. Could I imagine being cooped up in a grotty bedsit in some god forsaken town, or worse stuck with a horrible companion?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Yesterday was rainy, we still went out, me and my bro here. Diving down on the peaceful sand at 25 meters depth was magic, my companion was keener than me, diving, diving he has nothing else to do, his wife is in a different country and he can't work. He is lucky he can get out, eh? He has a PHD and two other silly degrees, he is one of the experts I discus things with. I have lots of friends who are expert in strange things, some of them even have a modicum of common sense. People say I am wrong about corona /Flu, perhaps I am, but the 25000 Germans who died of the Flu in 2017/18 compared to the few thousand who died of this Flu this year might have a different view point-well they might of course, if they were alive.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Diego my dog who climbs a bit, is a bit confused at the moment due to not getting out enough.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> The cruelty of Quarantine, the confusion of quarantine, the way people are perverting themselves is amazing, the total abdication of rational questioning is a jolly interesting thing. My country in the last 3 years has slipped 34 places in the liberty of it press, the Maltese people as a whole have not noticed, or complained! Maltas last Prime Minister a Mr Muscat was implicated in the murder of a journalist, not many people care! The new replacement Prime Minister of Malta in the job 5 mins has a judicial enquiry into the possibility he murder up to 12 human beings at sea, do you care? No you don't! That's the crime. The crime, and it is a big one is that they/you are so distracted by Brexit, Trump, Corona, money, and Net Flix, that they dont care about anything. They care so little that in some places they are locked up, and imprisoned and think themselves lucky. Now then, in some places there is a nasty flu going around, and there are a few very bad hotspots, but in other places like the Reunion you have a very good chance compared to corona of dying of Shark attack, on my island Scuba Diving kills more some years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Behind our free diving float is an incredible flying groove, I failed to climb it twice recently, it's not hard, I am just rubbish. Notice the last sentence and compare it with this one, some health care is not up to dealing with the Flu, because well its not up to it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">My friend here looking like the blind mole he is. We are so lucky him and I, no stupid polluting boats to hassle us, The life in the caves is coming back, if I had a tiny bit of work from people wanting my services I would be able to pay the bills. While you are all locked up you should perhaps explore what is going on in the world, not your navel, but look at the problems of big business owning governments, and countries. It takes very little time and is much more relevant that that stupid badly acted out nonsense about serial killers. While you are locked up, war is still going on, hunger, the money owed by each individual is going up, but you're sense is slowly dissipating in the crazy theatre they create to confuse you. Yes you are welcome. It's sunny. Its always sunny above the clouds. </span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Another bit of Slate the photo above was "Looning the tube" this one is called 'two pairs of feet"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> This is not Slate this is Gozo cheese rock, some of the best rock I have ever climbed on. Was swimming with a guy who shall remain anonymous, he says he wants more Corona lockdown, because all the morons are at home, no speed boats, no Jet skis, no Fishermen trying to hook us up-yes they do that!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">In Trainers, irresponsibly climbing without a rope in a time where the hospitals are supposed to be overworked according to the 'authorities' (dont you love that word) actually the hospitals are running at less than 70 % capacity, but even that number is probably wrong as they are nearly empty. People have threatened to tell the authorities that I climb and swim, funny I dont think the authorities are even interested, they are more interested in rounding up the migrants on our land in Corona Camp 7 people to a ships container, over a thousand souls, and guarding them with fully armed soldiers, welcome's to Christian Malta! If you dont believe me google it! And we refuse to rescue people who are hungry or even thirsty, or rescue them from drowning, we are even returning them to the places they fled from, yes we are very nice Christian loving people. We are using the excuse that we are being over run by an evil force called Corona, well this might not be believed by some people, after 750 targeted tests we found a grand total of one person with the dreaded Corona, impressive!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I like that title. Simple has a certain power, don't you think. Sadly I often feel crushed myself, sometimes even by self loathing, pity, all kinds of things, failure, the tragic comedy of life isn't a barrel of laughs either. Thats why I climb so much, a bit of escapism with simple rules. The Title was inspired by a caption I saw on a photo, it was of a man squashed under a steamroller, with the words, man dies of corona virus! You are probably bored of my stuff, I am too, I am often crushed by my own stuff, but there's more. Macron the Bankers puppet, and supreme ruler of France has said there will be another month of lockdown-so no climbing for you Pierre and Choochoo. </span>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-72657765170189494572020-04-10T08:22:00.000-07:002020-04-10T08:22:37.211-07:00Profit of Doom, by Stevie Haston<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">This will be a very badly written blog cos I am too busy enjoying my life at the moment, I advise you to do the same, that possibly means not reading this blog, but since you can't actually enjoy anything apart from playing with yourself you might as well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I could just link vids of cops trying to arrest kids for playing foot ball in their own garden, a woman in the UK arrested for sitting on a park bench and the wonderful jogging guy in Italy turning into Husein Bolt as a corpulent copper gave enfeebled chase. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Dig for Victory, what other guff are they going to come up with, the queen made a speech and we are supposed to feel thankful for her kind words-as if we all share in her wold view and wealth. Pardon me for not being impressed with that family, her husband is a drunk racist who crashed his car t'other day, while possibly being incapable of driving. And what ever you do don't mention her son being fond of taking Lear get rides to sex parties. Loose lips sunk ships, Your country needs you, well it needs your tax, because Branson and the media papers won't pay theirs!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">So a little bit of research obviously under the influence of some Vino de Veritas has produced some interesting facts. What follows is not from me, its not made up, but has been published in many reputable newspaper/rags. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Number one thing of note, Malta will have 19 deaths by August. This at first sight doesn't seem like a great deal of death, on second, and even on 10 sight it seems like not many deaths. It may well be worse where you live.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Number two, where ever you live there might be a net gain in lives due to less pollution. In China they will save 20 times the lives they lost. This is staggering.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">The UK is looking bad, my sympathies, but you did vote for it, well you voted for the Conservatives who cut the National Health Service at the knees and then slashed her beautiful throat, and bled her half to death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Can you believe that British health workers are in hospital covering themselves in bin bags for protection, thats in one of the five biggest economies in the world.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Anyway enough sad dreary thoughts let us cheer you up with the puppy at the end of the news bit. A mate in France has fallen out with his old climbing partner-a sad but apt little tale of Easter. His friend is in the PGHM, this is the prestigious and highly professional mountain rescue team, and his friend is actively trying to catch him. It's a bit sad because what can his mate do, he has to do what his boss says, and the boss of the boss is also a climber, but what can he do? Well they could all go climbing just like they used to, or is that too simple, too fairy tale. When it is illegal for kids to play football in their garden you should be worried.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> My mate Said, I taught him to free dive, and he taught me to be a better human being.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> The pull up, more specifically the finger board, this brill one is by Crusher Boards and yes this is an advert for them, but because you know that I dont tell pork pies like Boris, you might consider buying one on my recommendation. If you are richer, you might consider buying a whole ICU care facility, because in certain countries like the UK you don't have enough-thats due to certain governments underfunding the National Health Service-its not due to corona.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Most things Politicians say can be put in this box. They are threatening to take away peoples excersise privalidges in certain countries, they are threatening to punish whole populations for disobeying them. As the great British sea cliff climber Pat Littlejohn pointed out, this is against the Geneva Convention, and is a Nazi tactic.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Here are a few facts which were accidentally let out by my government which has also threatened to take away our excersise privileges. Corona, Corvid 19, Sara-Corvid 2, or the demonic plague flu thingy has an RO of 1.3 this is the same as a Flu, it did this by accident the other day as we dont statistical have a problem with this Flu. The death rate was not disclosed, but it might be understood to be very low as we still haven't had anybody die to it. Obviously I cant vouch for these facts, so beware these facts. By the way viruses have been around for much longer than humans, they have survived a few mass extinctions and will be around after we are gone. </span>Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-76616422608764762092020-04-05T00:40:00.002-07:002020-04-05T01:02:42.217-07:00Group think, climbing, Swimming and Corona, by Stevie stay climbing Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">I invite you all to report me to the authorities for climbing in the time of Corona, I invite you to publicly pillory me, go on you know you want to. Despite it not being illegal here, there are little snoopers, good little Stazi who seem to have a hard on for me being crucified. Well go on do it, get on your phones, I will be out swimming.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> You are being watched, you know it. This fossil rock so beautiful, is it a camera, is it real, or is it just another google tool watching you?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">My garden is doing well, I have the luxury of having one, some fresh vegetables too, oh great. But what of the people stuck in a single room, no internet nothing to occupy their empty little sad lives, can't they go and sun themselves in the park and do some pull-ups on a tree-well of course not. The Greater Good.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I am climbing here with an Italian man, he has no right to travel to see his two old parents in northern Italy. This was his first 7a, it took his mind off his parents being trapped in a tiny village with far away friends.<br /><br />I encourage people to keep 2 meters away from people, and take precautions against giving each other the Flu, or corvid 19, or what ever. I encourage people to take reasonable and sensible precautions, and I encourage people to look up Groupthink, its real folks please beware. </span><br />
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-79868481355857265162019-12-09T07:45:00.000-08:002019-12-09T23:51:29.579-08:00Climbing versus Crooked Politicians, by Stevie Haston<span style="font-size: x-large;">The weather is perfect, the sea has been benevolent and warm, the rocks also. But instead of deliriously happy, I am more than half sad, and half angry, that's more than my cup can bear! The greed of politicians is allowing 700 million eu a year to be lost to corruption, a little bit of that would help kids enjoy sport in the sea, or on the rocks-call me a simple old fool, but corruption doesn't normally benefit kids unless they belong to crooks, or politicians.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Malta is famous for brilliant scuba diving, brilliant climbing, and history that goes back past the Pyramids. Above are wanted photos of crooks, murderers, rich guys, and politicians in no particular order.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Denise threading the cheap belay chains we have here because we are self funded on Gozo while the money disappears.<br /><br />It seems I am apologising for my continuing paucity of training advice but seriously we are drowning in corruption on our little islands. I promise to get back on the right track, but at the moment the right track is a bit of politics and attending a demonstration (above) to surport my fellow climbers and their nations battle against thieves.<br /><br />As a tit bit of training info for you, my typical day might be morning yoga and Pranayama 30 mins to 2 hours then maybe a swim a dive or climbing. Lots of internet which I hate and find damaging, lots of mails and text messages, which I don't much like. Best thing last week was a classic day for me, yoga from before sunrise, sea side communication with nature, free diving, then a new route, a beautiful new route that one day people will enjoy and love. Yoga is dance some times, but if you dance above the green sea, and under the blue sky, you can find a level of peace that should be humans norm.</span></td></tr>
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-24044588729268015652019-11-30T01:27:00.000-08:002019-11-30T01:32:13.268-08:00Pull ups and Politicians, by Stevie pull up Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">I have to give my readers an apology, I am very sorry I haven't been blogging well, my excuse is that my country for the last few years has been going through a shit storm of corruption. Doesn't sound like much, that probably sounds normal to you if you live in Britain, or America, right? Or India, or jesu Cristo and all the Indian gods, many many countries are up shit creek with out a paddle and with a gaping hole in the bottom of the boat! You are thinking yes we know Stevie, some of you do know but your not that engaged or turning a blind eye to it all because for one thing you are exhausted! Don't be, courage, take a rest and do something positive, get on the case> If you are in Britain vote Labour, I don't want to be political (but obviously everything is politics), climbing is about enjoying your life and potential, Labour at its best will help you, its got a good manifesto about Climate change and the environment. Think of doing something for Extinction Rebellion. Engage and help in our dying planet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Are these members of the Maltese Cabinet? No they are far nicer!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Sorting a dump of litter at the most popular cliff in the Maltese island, hunters were threatening people there on a regular basis this year, what is being done nothing.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Xmass, not that I am a Christian you understand, I am just trying to be nice, happy winter solstice is better I suppose, anyway I want for Xmass now that my Prime Minister has been forced to resign, I want the time to train and climb and swim and enjoy my poxy life please!<br /><br />Part of my personal philosophy is to wake up in the morning and do my yoga, then my breathing exercise, then I thank the universe for the good things in my life, then through the day I try to be nice. This last bit is a real ball breaker! How can you be nice to horrible people, well nobody said it would be easy grasshopper get going, go climbing. Now that the Prime Minister is gone the fight is not over, but it is certainly a better chance to clean this dump of litter off our country. <br />On a personal note I hope to climb well again, I miss it, I want to help more people get more from their climbing swimming and Freediving. </span></td></tr>
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-19602139347514119902019-10-29T10:18:00.000-07:002019-10-31T11:44:35.975-07:00Training instead of messing about, by Stevie serious Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">Just a quick blog to get back in the routine. I did an interview once, and the guy/writer/fool asked me whether I trained? Where do they get these people from?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Nothing I have done well, and its not much that I have done well, I have trained for!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Training my breath in the pool, I have trained my breath for years and if I hadn't I would not have done very much well. At the moment I train about an hour a day breath its normally combined with yoga, but sometimes I do more, On the days when I do a proper hour of controlled breathing I can even tolerate idiots! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> A very interesting flower, my reward is normally the top of a route or a clients smile, possibly a friends smile but I don't have many because I tell friends to train!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /> These Kites are very big 6 meter kites, they were flying near a cliff we were on.<br /><br /><br />How much did I train? Answers on a postcard. Most good climbers train 15 to 25 hours a week, as a runner I often did 100 mountain miles a week. When lazy people look at good performers who claim to do nothing, they are buying into a lie. Nowadays I don't train very systematically or well, that's why I only climb low grades, but I do my yoga every morning religiously, I swim etc. Hopefully I can train systematically soon, I would like to do better. If I had my time again, I would train perhaps a little more wisely, but a man should exceed his grasp to know what he can span , and something that which is just out of reach, is the sweetest fruit. Train. </span></td></tr>
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Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-17204567884517165532019-10-18T07:47:00.000-07:002019-10-19T00:30:23.343-07:00Red October, by Stevie Red Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">Hello guys there is a donation button on my page at the top, its for bolts, new routing, keeping paths clean and the odd of bit maintenance, if you don't donate very little is done. Thanks, especially to the guys and girls who have donated more than once, yes the money is really important, but so is the moral support, I really feel like giving up a lot. It's October one of my fave months, wish it was a 365 days long month!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Getting ready to sink like Red October, a 30 meter swim through, Soli the London Fireman did it just after me- good for you Soli.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Simon's first time in the Underworld and he did great, such progress, but he is an ox, if he did some stretching he would improve more, his 85 kgs broke two holds in one go, but he still hung on!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Oscar the strange lazy cat, he likes to stretch and walk across slender branches, natural born psyco.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> So found my totem at last, I look at the holds on routes in search of one of these! Two students have found them on my routes! This exceptional 26 million year old sharks tooth was under a place where 10,000 divers have been, It winked at me. It is so fine you can see the serration on the edges!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Photo Tina. thnx Tina Watson!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">This is with Jon, talking about stone and sea</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">, Jon is a very good climber -better than he really knows, you need to let it go and climb two grades harder!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Behind me to the right is a thing called Bridge of Sighs, around 8b, it will be in the new guide book, coming out early next year. I need to finish off 50 routes before the new guide, any body who donates will have Gozo climbing eternal gratitude.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">So you are probably thinking, a blog without political comment! Yes, I am exhausted with it all, gear will cost more if Brexit goes through, this year already there have been hardly any British climbers coming over, the assault on real democracy goes on at an ever increasing pace in many countries, I have nothing to add. Maybe one thing, I support Extinction Rebellion, yes you may be inconvenienced by them, but your grand children will be flash fried, and will never see flocks of birds, insects, or shoals of fish, and will be hiding under factor 6000 sunscreen in northern Scotland. Good luck folks, climb, dive, run through the trees and flowers, have fun and success. </span></div>
Stevie Hastonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281335645985144841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5596881348851403923.post-15177353469970955832019-10-11T02:00:00.002-07:002019-10-11T05:49:45.937-07:00Redesigning the climbing body, by Stevie redesigned Haston.<span style="font-size: x-large;">There is probably the most perfect climbing body out there some where, but hey it's not yours, and by next Tuesday it will have changed. Bodies are like the breath, or the wind -probably a bit too mystical for you, so we will drop the gobbledegook, and get back to training, you guys out there understand the word training, or do you?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">As a young man I had a good body for climbing from working on building sites, and a bit of yoga, plus a little running. So far so good. My mind however which controls the body, was fairly rubbish. I was a bit like a car without a steering wheel, I was even like a Ferrari, but no steering wheel-a crap car or a good car still needs a steering wheel. Not too mystical for you, I hope.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"> Soli the London fireman, decending to the Underworld, a place where he discovered the properties of Elvis leg on a route called I love Elvis, a route incidentally that a Magazine editor also learned how to loose control of his body and love Elvis-great route which teaches well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">My success in climbing has never really kept up with my potential, but as my body declines success is beginning to become easier, albeit at lower levels. Why have I taken over 50 years to squeeze a bit more juice out of the old lemon? Because my mind was always up to some strange antics, either making me scared, or distracting me. How to control the mind-now there's a question! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I have controlled the mind, or tamed it by love, by authentic desire, by distraction, by breathing, by my old switch off technique, which worked sadly only some of the time, it was a cross between In Shallah, and a Viking mind yell, did I ever try the Vulcan tricks, who knows. I tried whatever was to hand, there was no drivers manual. What works for you? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">My long journey with climbing. is like my long journey with life, it's been full of ups and downs, but it's slowly up nowadays despite the body going to hell in a </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">hand basket. Learning to climb is wonderful. For a while now diving, and yoga have helped me climb. How so? Focus the breath and you can control the mind, which sets your body free. A simple message that gurus have been teaching for thousands of years. There once was a boy called the Slate Guru, he did some nice routes on the Slate rock around Llanberis in North Wales-he was I-funny eh. That boy did a bit of yoga and a bit of running and a fair bit of pull ups.</span><br />
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