Hi all, have taken final decision not to attend, sorry for all my indecision this week. Have a great time
Kenny
@Tom_Blake Iâd be leaving from Angel, either late tonight or early tomorrow. I am still trying to salvage my previous plan to go to Cornwall though, so I canât guarantee you a lift at present!
Is anyone planning to stick to easier routes and in still in need of a partner?
@khalidqasrawi - whatâs the best way to wash the rack?
Canât tell you the best way. My way is to soak in buckets of hot water, drain, soak again, dry on the line (held taught with a truckerâs hitch) then oil the cams.
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Surely you mean lube the cams
Use whatever you want: silicone spray, oil, a Teflon suspension, the remnants of a tin of fish even!
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I didnât say my method was best!
Here is Paul looking forward to his next helping of tinned fish. Note the alert and sprightly demeanor, glossy coat and wet nose that eating oily fish brings.
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In the words of Captain Willard in Apocalypse Now
âI donât seeâŚany methodâŚat allâ 
Seriously though, some people (not me) will argue that oils attract more grit INTO them and WD40 spray just shifts grit around in there. In my experience this has not been the case so keep going as you were, if all is well. Personally I scrub them in hot soapy water with a hard brush and rinse well afterward.
The wealthy gear freaks use an ultrasonic bath (sold for nail varnish removal )
It also brings crippling bowel movements apparently
I regret reading this thread from the bottom (arf arf!). Need mind bleachâŚ
Anyway, does anyone have any lovely photos I could share on the club insta page purlease? Ideally involving actual climbing. Much obliged.
I didnât take any photos because I dropped my phone IN THE SEA
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Haha for reals?!
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100%
Damn
Even worse, apparently âaccidental damageâ insurance does not cover âaccidentally dropping your phone in the seaâ. Apparently that is a âlostâ phone. So I just had to buy out the last 8 months of my old contract to get a new phone 
Double damn.
Pembroke.
That broke pimp
That satin, cold purveyor of primal screams,
and molten hot, melty dreams.
That roadside Badger,
dealinâ the cracks,
the thin, the small and the wicked.
While Olâ Wild Butcherâs bloodied blade
cleaves moons and mowing and razors.
Crashed and brutally crushed
Under a bawdy barnacles gaze
Fck lil john
Fck lil bizzle
Pour the beer out oâ the jug
For new friends.
For old friends.
For sunshine,
and
Clear.
Blue.
Seas.
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Going straight in the newsletter