I’ve failed terribly at posting my photos on here of late. I blame work. Here are several I took when we went outdoor climbing in Majorca at the end of May.
Somewhat unsettled weather, but it didn’t actually rain until the last day.
Climbing on the beach!
About to go on an adventure off the edge of this cliff to get to the actual climbing venue.
This American dude’s friend had some bright pink tiger-print “meggings” that I was strangely envious of. I totally did the route he’s climbing too.
Sadly not the best selection of songs this year. However I did rather like this little ditty from Romania. You have to wait a little while for him to get going…
I spent the May Day bank holiday back home in Hastings at one of the town’s pagan-themed festivals, Jack in the Green.
Basically the big green fellow parades around for a bit and is then ritually slaughtered at the local castle, thus celebrating the arrival of spring. Also followed by a large amount of morris dancing.
The bloke in the top hat is long-serving leader of the local council, Jeremey Birch!
The ideal British bank holiday outing: we went for a picnic at the local nuclear power station (Dungeness). Upon arrival it began to rain so we ate in the car. The subsequent attempt to go for a wander along the beach was quickly abandoned due to rain, wind, and freezing cold.
Nevermind. On the way back home we stopped at camber sands which was also bleak:
So it turns out the best conditions for running a half marathon are freezing cold, a threat of sleet, and wearing just t-shirt and shorts. Comfort leads to slowness.
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