Colmcille Climbers

 Margaret took the 1^st canoe and headed off out into the Atlantic over the wrecks of the Spanish Amada and Alan and I followed her in the inflatable canoe. I must say it was a long time since I was in a canoe but it was a really brilliant experience and the views were spectacular. Landing was fun with somewhat energetic and adventurous manoeuvres required. Alan's prior meticulous preparations paid off and a safe belay stance was secured on a small accomodating sloping ledge. We spied Peter Cooper high above the cliffs taking photos. Anyway Alan led up the clean corner and shortly after I heard a shout of delight that he was on the summit. It was my turn and I found it a really enjoyable climb with superb situations and enough tension to keep me focused. With exception to indigenous inhabitants the rock was very clean. Soon I was on the summit and what a view. For me it was a surreal feeling being one of the first human beings to have stood on that summit. Judging by the amount of small animal bones on the summit, it was also the high perch of a local Raptor. We both agreed that it was a HS 4b with an attitude. Alan set up an abseil and TAT remains in situ. The abseil descent onto the small ledge was brilliant. We explored the nearby climbs on the way back. It was when I reached the beach that I realised how wet I was. Nonetheless, this was a minor issue - Alan was right – it was a brilliant ‘wee adventure’.