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  • Lover's Leap, Co. Wicklow

    (by Gerry Moss, from IMC Newsletter Summer 2003)
    A climbing guide to the little Co. Wicklow crag.


    The top of this steep outcrop is smooth and shining, burnished by the feet of the many visitors that have come here down through the centuries, to savour the view and see for themselves the spot where, according to legend, a tragic drama unfolded in the dim and distant past.

    Once upon a time (and long before my father’s time) a distraught young couple came here, fleeing from the wrath of a domineering and avaricious Papa. She was the only child of a wealthy merchant, he was a handsome but impoverished stable-lad in her father’s employ, and they were deeply in love. But it was a love that was forbidden, a love that they could never share in this life. So they came here to end it all and be together forever in the hereafter. Fondly embracing, they bade a tearful adieu to this cruel world, then, hand in hand, they ran to the cliff-edge and jumped.

    But before we allow ourselves to be overcome with grief, we would do well to remember that these old legends have about as much factual content as a Fianna Fáil election manifesto. The truth about Lover’s Leap is likely to be more mundane. Here’s how it probably panned out.

    As they ran towards the edge didn’t the perfidious wench slip her hand from his at the last moment and the poor gom sailed out into space on his own – a bunjee-jumper sans bunjee – to end up in flitters on the boulders below. Meanwhile, the love of his life was legging it back along the track, and arrived home just in time for tea. She knew which side her curranty cake was buttered on. A week later, at the local céilidh, she met up with an exceedingly ancient, uncommonly ugly, but seriously rich farmer from the plains of Royal Meath and they were wed within a month. Was Papa delighted, or what? Honeymooning on the golden sands of balmy Bundoran, there was ne’er a thought for the poor bugger whose bones lay bleaching on the banks of the fast-flowing Dargle. Ain’t life a bitch?

    Your average reader might find this tale of woe very moving, but we climbers, hardened and cynical lot that we are, will disregard the sentimental waffle and hone in on the one significant point in all of this. Which is this: if the crag is high enough to meet the exacting demands of those hell-bent on self-destruction, might it not also be high enough to yield a few routes? Well, in the words of that well-known literary béal bocht from Limerick: ‘Tis.

    Developed too late for inclusion in the guide to Bray Head and minor crags around Dublin, and not considered extensive enough to warrant inclusion in the Wicklow guidebook, this dramatic little outcrop has, as a result, been neglected for years (though someone has been pottering about there recently). Given that it has just come of age; 21 years having passed since the first route was put up in January 1982, we decided to mark the occasion by adding a couple more routes to the list. It is nearly two decades ago that details of the climbs first appeared in these pages, so, for the benefit of our younger members, we include an updated description here. While the crag is not extensive, there is certainly enough to keep one occupied for a half-day, or a long summer’s evening. Steep, south-facing and quick-drying (a bonus in a summer such as this), the crag is generously supplied with sharp, in-cut holds. Back in ’84 Jim Butler aptly described it as ‘user friendly’, the first time I ever heard that term, and aficionados of the climbing wall will feel at home here. While some of the climbs require a certain degree of boldness, most are adequately protected.

    The situation is delightful. Standing high on the slopes of the well-wooded and deep-cut Dargle valley, it rises above the oak trees, offering a pleasant vista out over a broad canopy of mixed woodlands to the summits of Bray Head and the Little Sugarloaf. The murmur of the river below, rushing down over a series of rapids, provides a soothing background and, in early summer, the air is full of bird-song.

    So, when you have run out of dry lines to climb in a rather damp and muddy Quarry, you might consider giving Lover’s Leap a whirl; it offers a change of scene, a change of rock and a change of technique. Who knows, you may even fall in love with the place.

    Approach
    The crag can be approached via Kilcroney or Enniskerry, but the latter is best for car-owners or those travelling by bus. Drive (or walk) up the steep hill out of the village in the direction of the waterfall. Near the top of the hill the main entrance to Powerscourt Demesne is passed on the right and, about 100 metres beyond this, there is good parking on the left, just before a sharp bend to the right. The track starts at the bend, and the crag is fifteen minutes on foot from here. Now very overgrown, the first section of the track is just wide enough for pedestrians to proceed in single file. It broadens after it passes the ruins of the old lodge, and continues beneath some sections of arching laurels. The track narrows again and reaches its highest point after passing through a stretch of furze bushes. Watch out, as it levels off, for a narrow path on the right, which leads to the top of the rock within seconds. Descend a steep path to the right of the rock (facing out) as far as the second oak tree on the left and traverse in over some boulders to the foot of the crag.

    The climbs are described from left to right.

    1  A Home of our own  7m  VS
    G. Moss, D. Doyle, J. Butler 14/4/84
    Start at the mouth of the cave halfway down the descent path. By strenuous moves gain a foothold above the cave. Move right and follow the groove to the top.

    2  Ballroom of Romance  15m  HS 4a
    G. Moss, B. Norton 11/2/84
    Sparse protection makes this a serious route for its grade. Start at the bottom left edge of the Main Face, to the left of the ash trees. Climb directly to a large block on a ledge. Move up left to a higher ledge, below a bulge. From the left end of the ledge make a difficult move to overcome the bulge and follow the edge to the top.

    3  The Odd Couple   16m  HS 4b
    G. Moss, B. Norton 11/2/84
    Start 1m right of Ballroom of Romance below a small cracked overhang at the top of the crag.Climb direct to the overhang which is turned on the right. Good protection beneath the overhang.

    4  It’s a Scorcher  17m  HS 4b
    D. Doyle, G. Moss, J. Butler 14/4/84
    Start between the ash trees. Climb direct to a wide ledge, then slightly rightwards to reach a left-trending line of weakness (good runners here). Follow this until able to step right onto a small ledge. Move up right again to a bigger ledge and more easily to the top.

    5  The Eternal Triangle  17m  VS 4c
    G.Moss, J.Butler, D.Doyle 13/10/84
    Start between ash trees and a little holly bush left of a recess. Climb the right edge for a couple of metres to a ledge. Climb steep wall above to another ledge using a flake on the wall and a foothold on the edge. Climb directly up over a bulge and strenuously up wall to the top.

    6  Toy-boys  20m  VS 4c
    G.Moss, L. Convery 11/6/03
    Start behind the little holly tree. Climb up to gain the crack in the leaning corner. Move up and climb the overhang through the break, just right of the corner. Follow the deep crack above to where it peters out. Step up on the flake and climb the short corner crack slanting up right. Finish over the nose at the highest point of the crag.

    7  Moss Mill Groove  19m  VS 4c
    G. Moss, T. Purcell 9/1/82
    Start in the recess right of a little holly tree. Climb to the top of a block at 2m and make a long step rightwards to a good foothold. Move straight up to the crack in the short overhanging wall above. Climb this on good holds then move up diagonally left, crossing the line of Toy-boys, to reach the bottom of a left‑trending groove. Gain this direct (crux), and follow it to the top.

    8  Frost on the Roof  21m  VD
    G. Moss, T. Purcell 9/1/82
    Start below the overhang at the bottom right of the crag. Climb up diagonally right beneath the overhang to the top of the block and make a difficult step back left to a ledge above the overhang. Climb steeply over ledges just left of a tall block to reach the foot of a narrow blocky ramp leading up to the left-hand holly tree. Climb the edge of the short wall to the left of the holly tree, on good holds.

    9  A Bit on the Side  20m  D
    L. Convery, G.Moss 05/06/03
    Start to the right of the main face, below a corner. Scramble up to the corner and climb it to a ledge on the right, beneath the sharp prow. Move up the corner a little and make an airy move out right, onto the edge. Follow this to the top, keeping right of the holly trees.

  • Knockadoon – The story so far

    (by Gerry Moss, from IMC Newsletters Spring 2004 and Autumn 2004)
    A guide to climbing at Knockadoon Head, near Youghal, Co. Cork.


    Knockadoon Head

    Grid Ref X 089 695 OS Map 81 Discovery Series

    Knockadoon Head, the western tip of Youghal Bay, lies 8 km south of Youghal town as the crow flies. The rock is categorised as "Gyleen Formation – sandstone, with mudstone and siltstone" and, in general, is sound, with good friction and good gear placements. As with all sea-cliffs, the more open the rock is to the scouring power of the waves, the cleaner and sounder it is. The main type of climbing on offer is on slabs, with the occasional steep wall thrown in for good measure.

    Approach
    Leave the Youghal/Cork road a little west of Youghal and head for the village of Ballymacoda. Follow the road through the village towards Knockadoon Pier (which is where the road ends). At a distance of less than 500m from the pier take a dirt road on the right (signpost for Knockadoon Camp). Follow the laneway to where it ends in a field in front of an old tower. Cars may be parked just inside the field. Although this is private land there are no access problems at present and, if climbers behave responsibly, this situation should remain unchanged.

    Accommodation
    There is a small commercial campsite ("Sonas" ph. 024-98960, or 024-98132) at Ring strand, 2km.before the laneway, on the left-hand side of the road, open Easter to October. The nearest hostel is at Ardmore in Co. Waterford, thirty minutes drive away (Note: the independent hostel listed in Youghal has closed permanently).

    The climbing areas, and the climbs within each area, are described from W to E (L to R, facing in). There are still a number of areas untouched.

    West End Buttress

    This marks the western limits of the climbing area, approx. 500m W of the tower (about 6 – 8 minutes walk).

    Approach
    Take the rough cart-track on the R of the entrance to the tower field, ignoring a turn to the R. Just before the track ends in a field leave it at a R-hand bend and follow the narrow path parallel to the coast, passing some tottering pillars ("crumble corner") at the back of a cove. The path deteriorates as it crosses a rough hollow but improves as it rises again. After about another 150m, at the path’s highest point, leave it and go down sharp L towards a small headland containing a large cave. At half to low-tide scramble down over the cave and traverse back E (R facing in) to the foot of the climbs. At full-tide abseil down the corner of Crack of Doon.

    1  The Oldest Winger  10m  S
    G. Moss, S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny 16/08/03
    Start 4m W (left) of the cave exit, directly below a small overhang with good undercuts. Climb to the overhang and, using a thin quartz vein above, move L to a flake then back R above the overhang. Move up to a belay.

    2  C.F.T.  15m  Diff
    S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny, G. Moss 16/08/03
    Traverses the cave from E. to W. An atmospheric outing on a windy day. Start at the mouth of the cave. Chimney up and out through the back of the cave. Half-to-low tide.

    Cave Wall Cracks
    The following four climbs take the cracks in the wall above R of the cave entrance and L of the main face.

    3  Exit Left  14m  HS 4b
    G. Moss, P. Britton 16/08/03
    An abortive attempt to climb the twin parallel cracks immediately R of the L edge. Climb to a small foothold below the final steepening. Move out L and up to finish. A direct finish would be more fitting, though harder.

    4  Fran the Man  15m MS
    F. Kenny, S. O’Hanlon 16/08/03
    The deep cracks to the R of above.

    5  Dungarvan  14m  MS
    D. Broderick, S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny 16/08/03
    The cracks just R of Fran.

    6  Red Crack  15m  VD
    Colm Ennis, John Kinsella, 16/08/03
    The crack just L of the corner.

    7  Crack of Doon  16m  VD
    G. Moss, P. Britton 16/08/03
    The crack in the corner between cave wall and main wall.

    8  Up and Doon  17m  HVS 5a
    G. Moss, L. Convery 26/5/04
    The thin crack just R of Crack of Doon and L of the inverted v-notch gives fingery, well-protected climbing. Low in the grade.

    9  No Toll  17m  VS 4c
    C. Ennis, J. Kinsella 16/08/03
    Start about 3m R of Crack of Doon. An inverted v-notch leads to a vertical crack, which is gained by bridging moves. Sustained climbing.

    10  Iced Log  20m  HVS 5a
    P. Britton, D. Broderick 16/08/03
    The thin finger crack at a rightward facing corner that runs up the middle of the wall.

    11  Gold n Topsy  22m  HS
    P. Britton, G. Moss 16/08/03
    Start 3m L of the R end of the wall. Climb the crack then traverse rightwards and climb the face near the outside corner. Finish up the top 3m vertical crack.

    12  Flight Control  20m  HVS 5a
    P. Britton, D. Broderick 16/08/03
    Start just right of and around from the main wall, at a rock runway left of the narrow cave. Climb a 4m rightward-trending sharp crack up the face of a white pillar. Move left above the crack then back right to mantelshelf the top of the pillar. Climb more easily from here to the top, finding protection in the exit crack of Gold n Topsy.

    13  Prophet of Doon  35m  VS 4c
    G.Moss, L.Convery 27/3/04
    Varied climbing, with a well-protected crux. Start about 10m R of Flight Control and the narrow cave, on a good ledge above the high-water mark, and directly below a 3m flake that forms a R-facing crack near the top of the wall. Climb easily to the crack and up this to the top of the flake. Make a difficult mantelshelf onto the horizontal crack above (crux). A delicate step up onto the slab is followed by a short, delicate traverse R to gain a thin crack. Follow this (small wires), to the top.

    Mid-week Wall

    About 25m E of Flight Control there is a grey bulging wall, with some white quartzite streaks and 3 parallel vertical cracks near its R-hand end.

    Approach
    As for West-end Buttress as far as the rough hollow. Continue along the path for a short distance. Scramble down gentle slabs and ledges just W of 3-Tier Slab and traverse around W to the foot of the wall. It is also possible, at low tide, to approach this area from West-end Buttress, by hopping across the channel at the mouth of the narrow cave.

    14  Lifted Her Petticoat  25m  HS
    L. Convery. G. Moss 23/9/03
    Start 20m R of Narrow Cave and 5m L of the L-hand end of Mid-week Wall, below a series of flakes leading up L into an overhanging, R-facing corner. Climb easily to the corner, move up, then, (this is the easy and slow bit) make a delicate rising traverse up R using undercuts. Belay well back.

    15  Doonesbury  20m  HS
    G. Moss, L. Convery 23/9/03
    Start near the left end of the grey bulging wall, below a short corner/crack at about 3m up. A couple of thin moves lead to a good hold and a mantelshelf below the corner. Climb the corner and move up slightly L to a second, shallow corner with a thin crack. Up this to finish.

    16  People Before Prophet  HVS 5a
    G. Moss, L. Convery 28/8/04
    Hand-jamming on perfect rock; friends useful. Start about 5m R of Doonesbury, below the widest of the cracks. Climb the crack.

    3-Tier Slab

    About 30m E (R) of Mid-week Wall, and just W of Twin Coves, there is a steep wall capped by three bands of curved slabs.

    Approach
    As for West-end Buttress. Follow the path past Crumble Corner and the hollow and go down L until above the slabs. It is possible to scramble down on either side of the slabs.

    17  Laid-back  MS
    L. Convery, G. Moss 28/8/04
    Start in a gully, about 5m L of 3-Tier Slab, below some rightward-pointing flakes. Climb up to and over the flakes and into the R-facing corner. Climb the corner crack.

    18  Sinister Crack  18m  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 23/9/03
    Climb the crack running up the L side of the slab.

    19  Never on a Sunday  18m  VS 5a
    G. Moss, L. Convery 23/9/03
    Climb the thin central crack.

    20  Redshanks  15m  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 25/10/03
    Climb the curving cracks on the L-facing wall.

    21  Choughed  15m  MS
    G. Moss, L. Convery 23/9/03
    Immediately R of 3-Tier Slab is a steep slab capped by a small triangular shaped wall. Start on a ledge at high-water mark below the centre of the slab. Climb on small holds to a good ledge. Continue up the face on generous holds.

    22  A Christian Brother?  12m  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 23/9/03
    Start 2m R of Choughed. Move R and climb diagonally R to the top.

    Sunday Slab

    At the tip of the promontory dividing the Twin Coves.

    Approach
    As for West-end Buttress. Shortly after passing the tottering pillars ("Crumble Corner") go down the headland between the two coves to the top of a fine little slab above the sea. This is Sunday Slab. The slab has a large block at its base and a crack running up its centre.

    The first route is about 10m to the W (L facing in) of this slab and takes a crackline up the centre of an orange slab which is undercut at the base.

    23  On Yer Bike  14m  MS
    S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny, G. Moss 17/08/03
    Start at the high-water mark below the crack. Move up and climb the crack which is hard to start.

    24  Black Ramp Crack  13m  HS 4a
    F. Kenny, S. O’Hanlon, G. Moss 17/08/03
    Start at the block at the foot of Sunday Slab. Climb to the shoulder near the bottom of the L edge of the slab and step around and down L to gain the narrow black ramp. Climb this, using the crack above and the edge of the slab, to where the ramp narrows. Move around L then pull up to gain the top of the slab.

    The following routes climb Sunday Slab.

    25  Port  10m  VD
    G. Moss, S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny 17/08/03
    The L edge.

    26  Rest Day  VD
    G. Moss, L. Convery 27/8/04
    A delicate eliminate line. Start just R of Port. Climb straight up to gain the crack 1m in from the edge.

    27  Mid-Ships  10m  D
    G. Moss, S. O’Hanlon, F. Kenny 17/08/03
    The fine centre crack.

    28  Laudate  MS
    L. Convery, G. Moss 27/8/04
    A delicate eliminate line. Start 1m R of the central crack (Midships). Climb up to gain the crack 1m R of Midships and follow it to the top.

    29  Starboard  10m  D
    F. Kenny, S. O’Hanlon, G. Moss 17/08/03
    The thin crack just inside the R edge.

    Sea-stack Cove

    The cove to the E of Twin Coves, easily identifiable by the sea-stack.

    Approach
    From a grassy hollow above the back of the cove scramble down carefully W (R facing out), over grass initially, to reach easy slabs and, finally, good ledges above the high water mark. Move back E on these until below a yellow corner with a continuous crack up the centre. This is the line of Triple Crown.

    30  Allez France!  13m  VD
    G. Moss, L. Convery 28/3/04
    Start beneath the corner crack. Climb diagonally L up a slab to the foot of a ramp sloping up R. Climb the ramp and exit L via a crack. Block belay 3m back.

    31  Triple Crown  13m  MS
    L. Convery, G. Moss 28/3/04
    Start below the crack, which is climbed to the top. Belay as for Le Cocq.

    32  Grand Slam  14m  S
    G. Moss, L. Convery 28/3/04
    Start as for Triple Crown. Climb R-wards over a grey step and move up steeply over a second step. Move back L to finish just R of the top of Triple Crown.

    33  Flat-topped Aiguille  15m  VD
    L. Convery, G. Moss 27/3/04
    This route follows the arête on the landward side of the sea-stack. Approach (low tide only) as far as the base of Triple Crown, then descend ledges and cross to the boulders at the foot of the arête. Gain the arête via a short chimney and follow it to the top. Descend by reversing the route.

    Cylinder Slab Area

    This area lies a little W of the Tower.

    Approach
    From the Tower follow the field boundary running down towards the sea, to where it ends at the top of a cove (Boundary Cove). Traverse W passing above another cove (Boulder Cove) and go down to where an obvious cylindrical band of rock caps a short, wide and steep slab. This is Cylinder Slab. No climbs here as yet.

    Below Cylinder Slab there are four slabs. These are described from W to E, (L to R facing in).

    Easy Slab
    Below the W end of Cylinder Slab. An easy scramble down this short slab provides access to a ledge system (uncovered for fours hours either side of low tide) leading to the following two slabs.

    Cleft Slab
    The next slab to the R. (Easily identified by the half-metre-wide cleft splitting the slab from top to bottom).

    34  Serrated Flakes  VD
    L. Convery, G. Moss 15/6/03
    Climbs the R facing corner to the L of the cleft, using a series of small flakes and the crack.

    35  Cleft Right  MS
    G. Moss, L. Convery 15/6/03
    Climbs the R edge of the cleft. Poor protection.


    Photo by Gerry Moss

    36  W.M.D.  VS 4b
    G. Moss, L. Convery 15/6/03
    Start below two thin parallel cracks near the R edge of the slab. Climb the R-hand crack then the L crack to where it ends. Delicate moves R gain the edge which is followed to a break. Climb the final section on small holds. Sparse protection.

    Starfish Slab
    The next slab to the R.

    37  Eureka  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 15/6/03
    Climb the R facing corner on the L edge of the slab.

    38  Star Wars  HS 4a
    G. Moss, L. Convery 26/10/03
    Start 2m R of the corner. Climb diagonally R to gain the R edge of the slab. Follow this over a slight bulge to a break and runner. Continue up the edge to finish.

    Narrow Slab
    The next slab to the R. Access is by abseil.

    39  Thanks, Dave  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 15/6/03
    The R facing corner on the L edge of the slab.

    Tower Slab W.

    Approach
    Follow the field boundary below the Tower to where it ends above a large cove (Boundary Cove). Tower Slab W. is the slab immediately E of the cove (L facing out). Abseil down the centre of the slab to a ledge with a short wall behind it (about 23m). The following four routes all start from this ledge.

    40  Snap Apple  30m  S
    G. Moss, L. Convery 26/10/03
    Climb diagonally L to gain a short black corner on the L edge of the slab. From the top of the corner follow the edge over a small overhang to a stance. Step down L to gain the foot of a narrow subsidiary slab and climb this near it’s L edge to a crack on the R. Pull over a block to finish.

    41  Agag  25m  MS
    L. Convery, G. Moss 26/10/03
    Takes the thin crack about 5m R of the wide crack splitting the slab. Follow the crack to where it fades below a small overlap. Step up L to reach an edge (crux) and continue directly to the top.

    42  Pinkie  25m  HS
    P. Britton, L. Convery, G. Moss 25/10/03
    Start 2m in from the R edge below a thin crack. Follow the crack delicately to the overlap. Surmount this (crux) and continue more easily to the top.

    43  Trick or Treat  25m  VD
    G. Moss, L. Convery, P. Britton 25/10/03
    Start as for Pinkie. Climb diagonally R to the edge and follow this to the top. Poor protection.

    The foot of the next route, which is on a lower, subsidiary slab, is reached by scrambling on down from the ledge at the foot of the main slab.

    44  White Horses  10m  D
    L. Convery, G. Moss 25/10/03
    Climb the centre crack. Scramble off R.

    Tower Slab E.

    Approach
    From the top of Tower Slab W move E (L facing out), passing the head of a narrow inlet, and scramble down over easy slabs, moving back W to the base of the long slab bordering the inlet.

    45  Assume the position  25m  S
    G. Moss, L. Convery 24/9/03
    Start from a ledge at the bottom of the slab (half to low tide, only). Climb L to gain the L edge and follow this, in an airy position, to where the inlet ends. Continue up the wide crack.

    46  Cúinne Murchadh  25m  S
    L. Convery, G. Moss 24/9/03
    Start as for above. Climb the L facing corner to where the crack widens and the angle eases, at about 18m. Move up and R through a break in the wall on the R and climb the slab and corner to the top.

    The following climbs are to the E (R facing in) of Tower Slabs; a more detailed description of their whereabouts will be given later.

    47  At Swim Two Birds  25m  HS
    G. Moss, L. Convery 14/6/03
    Climb a crack on the R facing sidewall above a slab.

    48  Ó Bhun go Barr  35m  M
    L. Convery, G. Moss 14/6/03
    The long crackline up the centre of the wide slab.

    49  Black Wall Chimney  15m  S
    G. Moss, L. Convery 14/6/03
    Climb the chimney at the R hand end of Black Wall.

    50  Slab & Overhang  15m  VD
    G. Moss, L. Convery 14/6/03
    To the R of Black Wall. Climb a slab to the foot of a short overhang on the R. Over this on good holds.

  • Barnbawn – November 2002

    (by Kieran Kelly, from IMC Newsletter Winter 2002)
    An IMC meet to the little Co. Wicklow crag.


    The weather leading up to the weekend was torrential rain; the talk on the Pyrenees for the Thursday night was cancelled because of flooding on 90% of the arteries leading to Church Inn. The Bray Head climbing meet for the previous week was cancelled due to the weather; so what chance would the meet to Barnbawn have of taking place?

    Every chance; the forecast was for good weather on Saturday and they were right, not only that, we had sunshine all day at the crag. The crag is located a few miles off the main road between Glenealy and Rathdrum and offers 17 routes graded from D to HVS (for full descriptions see the Wicklow guide book). The attraction of this crag is in the off-season, as it is a nesting place for a pair of Peregrines, so climbing from March to the end of July is taboo and with good reason. The Peregrine is renowned as a ferocious hunter.

       The Peregrine Falcon, Falco peregrinus, is one of the widest-ranging birds, and it is found throughout most of the world. It is dark slate-blue above, with a dark cap and dark moustache, and pale blue below, with a whitish throat and neck and a barred breast and belly. It is found mainly in open country in coastal mountains. The Peregrine falcon hunts by diving on its prey from heights of several hundred feet. It feed on rodents seized on the ground or birds seized in the air. He kills or stuns his prey with the tremendous impact of his feet. During its diving flight it has been clocked at 175 miles per hour.
      (Colliers Encyclopedia)

    The meet organiser was Kevin Hutchinson; there was a total of twelve who attended, ten climbers and two dogs, a lot of encouragement was given to the Dulux dog to make his (?) way to the bottom of the crag but he declined.

    Gerry Moss was on hand pointing out the various routes and giving some technical advice on different aspects of climbing. As is usual, most of the group started out on routes below their usual level as a warm up, then progressed on to their normal climbing grade before pushing for higher grades.

    Some of the routes climbed on the day were:

       Ooh! Aah! D 11m
      McGrath D 11m
      An Grianán D 13m
      Le Taureau Brun de Cooley S 13m
      Eye of the Needle S 23m
      Damp Start Crack S 14m
      Swing Low HS 12m
      Lineker VS 13m
      Bonsai VS 16m
      Scud Guys Die Young VS 18m

    Most of the group were on their way home or to the local watering hole by 15.45, except for a few stalwarts who were treading their way through the “Eye of a Needle”.

  • Memory Lane

    (by Gerry Moss, from IMC Newsletter Winter 2002)
    The "privatisation" of a mountain path in Wicklow.


    Oh, sad for me Glen Aora, where I have friends no more,
    For lowly lie the rafters and the lintels of the door.
    The friends have all departed, the hearth-stone’s black and cold,
    And sturdy grows the nettle on the place beloved of old.
    Neil Munro.

    There is a pleasant, leafy little boreen that starts near an old farmhouse at the back of Glendaloch church. Though little used nowadays it would, at one time, have been an important access route for those with grazing and turbary rights on the slopes of Brockagh mountain. Cool and shady in summer, well-sheltered in winter, one of the delights of this narrow trail is the sense of peace and tranquillity it bestows as you follow it beneath the trees, winding your way between low, mossy walls and grassy banks peppered with primroses.

    Less than a mile from its start the track leaves the fields behind and is subsumed briefly by a stretch of forestry plantation, but it breaks away again and turns uphill toward the ridge, an airy, open, grassy road now, flanked on either side by waist-high ferns that change from emerald green in spring to burnished bronze in winter.

    Just before the track turns uphill there was, at one time, a narrow footpath deviating from it, contouring along the side of the hill, the only access route to a lonely cottage, a mile further up the glen. Away back, in the 1950’s, this cottage was occupied by an elderly bachelor, living out his life on his own, as so many did, and still do, in isolated homes all over rural Ireland. Whenever I went that way on a Sunday morning I would meet him, making his way slowly down the path, heading for the second Mass in Glendaloch. He was a grand character: small, elf-like, with cheeks as red as rosy apples and eyes as blue and clear as a summer sky. Always in good spirits, always smiling and always keen to stop for a few minutes chat, he was the sort of person you could take to instantly.

    There came a day when I walked the path and he didn’t appear, so, fearing he might be laid up, I decided to give him a shout. His cottage stood at the edge of the forest, in a little clearing awash with purple foxgloves. The cottage was old; a small, stone-walled, thatched cabin, with just the one room and just the one door. It was looking a bit the worse for wear, with a pronounced sag in the centre of the roof and the window frames crumbling with dry rot.

    Receiving no answer to my knocking I lifted the latch and put my head in around the door (to say that the door was unlocked would be misleading, for it had never known a lock, nor any reason for one). He wasn’t at home. I thought at first that I must have missed him somewhere along the way, for all his belongings were there, intact.

    But when I stepped inside, the dust, the cobwebs and the cold, damp air told a different story. He was gone – and he wouldn’t be coming back. And I remember standing there, struck by how pitifully few were the possessions he had left behind – so little to show for a life-time spent in this, his ancestral home. I remember too, the stillness, the deep, almost sepulchral silence and the keen sense of loss and sadness I felt as I surveyed the little room.

    The furnishing was Spartan in its frugality – light years away from the comfort and clutter of today’s homes. There was a fire-place at one end of the room and his bed, screened by a low wooden partition, at the other. The stump of a candle, jammed into a milk bottle, rested on a shelf by the head of the bed. A rickety table and chair occupied pride of place in the centre of the flagged floor, while a wooden press, adorned by a battered teapot and some crockery, stood against the wall. A black kettle and a small pot sat on the hearth; beside them, a bucket for drawing water from the well. Above the fire-place, with a little sprig of blessed palm peeping out from behind it, hung a picture of the Sacred Heart, the glass cracked and smoke-stained. The only thing on the mantel-piece was a small, half-empty bottle of pills, remedy for whatever ailment afflicted the poor man in his last years. A metal holy-water font (a souvenir of the Eucharistic Congress in 1932), was affixed to the door-jamb: the little bowl was dry and dust-lined, but its rim gleamed softly, polished by years of faithful usage.

    But the saddest, most poignant sight of all, was his old cap hanging from a nail on the back of the door. The last thing to be donned before he stepped out into the world. I had never seen him without it. He may, as a boy, have skipped barefooted along the path to school; as a man, he never went anywhere bareheaded, winter or summer.

    Under what circumstances he parted from his home for the last time we’ll never know, but I hope it was with dignity, and I hope it was without pain.

    Within a short time the little cabin, as though grieving for its master, gave up the ghost. The roof tumbled in, the windows tumbled out, and the nettles thronged, thick and tall, about the cottage door. Then the forestry workers stepped in, ploughed and planted over the clearing and path and soon all trace of the tiny homestead and the life it had nourished vanished beneath the flourishing forest.

    But life goes on. The main track was still there, so I, like others, continued to use it, while heading for Tonlegee and points beyond. Then, in November of last year, along with other Club members, I attended a first-aid course at the Community Centre in the grounds of Glendaloch church. During our lunch break we decided to go for a walk in the forest. But you know how it is with forest roads – short on vistas, short on variety, you see one, you see them all. So I suggested we make a loop walk of it, and return to the church via the boreen. But when we arrived at the gate where it joined the forest road, the first thing to catch the eye was a new sign, ‘NO TRESPASSING’.

    At my urging we agreed to ignore the notice and, crossing the gate, we took to the lane. Thereafter we enjoyed one of the few pleasures the month of November grants us – that of wading through a shallow sea of fallen leaves, our senses invigorated by the crackle and crunch every stride elicited from the multi-coloured carpet beneath our feet. Our pleasure was short-lived. As we were passing the entrance to the farmhouse a young man appeared and accosted us. "You shouldn’t be here" he said, "you’re trespassing. This lane has been privatised" I protested that I had been using it, man and boy, for fifty years, but he was adamant. "Not anymore, you won’t. It’s been privatised" We were pressed for time and couldn’t stop to argue, so we moved on. A couple of hundred yards further on there is a modern bungalow below the lane. This house has always kept a pack of unruly dogs and, true to form, they appeared, yapping, snarling, yelping. But this time the woman of the house came hot on their heels, arms akimbo, every bit as truculent as the dogs. "You have no right to be on that lane" she shouted, "it’s been privatised". She had the term off pat. Just like him. Someone had schooled them well.

    Just how you go about privatising a pathway is beyond me. Perhaps the IFA run courses and seminars on the subject, or perhaps they were just chancing their arms. Some might say it’s no big deal, after all, you can always use the forest road to by-pass the section of the lane that is closed. Aye, and you can always substitute chalk for cheese. Besides, what if, at some future stage, the powers-that-be are strapped for cash and decide to sell off the forest land? What if it becomes privatised? Don’t tell me it couldn’t happen.

    It’s not as though this was an isolated case. Down through the years, in various parts of the country, I have been threatened with blackthorn sticks, shotguns and half-wild hounds, for merely presuming to walk where generations have trod before me. I know of many wonderful little paths that have been lost to us, in places as near as Glenasmole, Glencullen and Glencree, and as far afield as Gougane Barra and the Ox Mountains. As, indeed, I’m sure many of you do too. Trouble is, you see, as older generations die off and the younger people opt more and more for mechanised transport, the old pathways to school, to church, or to the village, become neglected and overgrown. Eventually they are fenced off and claimed by the local landowners, always keen to enlarge their little empires.

    They do things differently elsewhere. In Britain, and many European countries, they see these old paths for what they are, important links to the past, part of their national heritage. Something to be protected, preserved and cherished. Above all, something to be used and enjoyed by the people.

    We are lagging far behind in such matters, but perhaps we do have some grounds for optimism, however. The other day, in my local newsagents in Bray, I spotted a little booklet ‘Ten walks in the district of Enniskerry’. A simple, black-and-white affair, in the same format as our own Newsletter, but on heavier quality paper, it is published privately by locals, and sells for the modest sum of five Euro. Most of the walks I already knew of, though some sections were new to me. Included within these pages are details of some lovely little Mass paths, famine roads and footbridges, backed up by maps and drawings. I have come across similar booklets and leaflets in various towns and villages around the country, all privately published, (special mention should be made here of ‘Bladhma’, Tom Joyce’s delightful little book on Slieve Bloom – a real labour of love).

    An increasing awareness among people in rural Ireland of the benefits and pleasures of off-road walking has a lot to do with this show of initiative. There is cause for hope here: local knowledge and local enthusiasm may yet save the day.

  • The Burren meet

    (by Aisling Murphy, from IMC Newsletter Summer 2004)
    Easter weekend climbing in Clare.


    The Burren is situated on the West coast of Ireland. What I would describe as one of the most beautiful parts of Ireland. Most of the climbing is on well-formed limestone. There are various places to climb with a huge diversity of grades.

    A group of us went to The Burren this year at Easter. We were very lucky with the weather; the sun was splitting the rock most of the time. Most of us travelled down on Thursday so as to get a full day’s climbing on Friday. We stayed the Boghill Hostel just outside Lisdoonvarna.

    On Friday we set off for Ballyryan, which is, situated inland. For people who want a nice challenging climb, Elvis Who? (HVS) is a good climb. On Saturday we were heading out to the coast to go to Dancing Ledges, but it started to rain. So we thought it might be drier inland. Luckily by the time we got to the Aillwee Cave the rock was dry enough to climb. The fact that a few of the climbs have Skull in their name made me wonder a bit, but I think everybody really enjoyed the climbing here. Martina and Dairín even set up a few climbs on the upper back walls!

    We had to go to the pub that night to make up for the fact that it was Good Friday the night before! Some of us really did make up for it! On Sunday after hardly any sleep and a few headaches going around we headed to Dancing Ledges on the sea front. For some reason I didn’t fancy leading that day! But I really enjoyed seconding climbs like Genesis and Ground Control.


    Dave Broderick

    We woke up on Monday expecting it to be raining, however it was another beautiful day! We managed to get a few climbs in before heading home. I seconded Roger on Jug City. This was the highlight of my weekend. It was also the first time I had to abseil down to a climb that started just above the crashing waves! It was a bit unnerving at first but once I got down there it was cool! I really enjoyed the climb.

    All in all I think everyone had a good weekend. Whether it was climbing or drinking! I would recommend The Burren to everyone from beginners setting up top ropes to people leading E’s.

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