The promised land

Anyone who’s ever spent any time wandering around looking for new boulders and crags will have experienced something I like to call “diminishing boulder syndrome”, DBS for short. The sequence goes something like this:


1.Spot an amazing boulder in the distance, it’s majassive, at least 20 m high.

2.Trek towards it for an hour, bog, brambles, midgies. Ignore the fact that it now looks about 3 m high. It MUST be amazing.



Yes, it’s shit. Again.

99% of all exploration ends this way. Even if it is big enough to climb on so much of what defines good climbing resides in the details: too many holds, too few, quality of rock and, above all, quality of movement. Movement is king.
So, if you do find something brilliant amongst all the rubbish it’s like a gift of chance, a very special thing indeed. It’s that alone that keeps anyone psyched enough hammering away at step 2. 

2 Responses to “The promised land”

  1. Simon Fell Says:

    Then there’s the Font Phenomenon, being unable to focus and climb well on what you’re at as you’re distracted by what might be just around the corner !! Not a big problem in Ireland unfortunately !

  2. John Maskell Says:

    Surely they all look like that to you Dan! If that stickman represents you I could probably do a sit start on that boulder!

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