Home is where the crag is
I've now lived in Sheffield for nearly 3 and a half years and with so many crags within driving distance (not just around Sheffield but also Yorkshire, North Wales and Pembroke) it sometimes surprises me why I seem to keep returning home to Ireland to climb.
That surprise changes from 'why here?' to 'why not here more often?' though when I actually get to the selected crag and start climbing. This past bank holiday weekend I took the short flight to Cork and met O'Sullivan guides once again to head north west to the beautiful cliffs of the Burren.
Situated on the west coast below Galway, the Burren is a trad climbers paradise for anyone operating in the low E grades and above. It's a perfect sea cliff with a non-tidal 'lie about and enjoy the sun' and a 'sea under my feet ab in' section so you can pick your level of adventure. The routes are of course superb. Trad climbing with bomber wire placements that make trad as close to sport climbing as it ever can be.
With big swells, showers and a stiff wind we had to work for our routes but there's not many places that can be bone dry 30 mins after a heavy shower. Overall a fantastic weekend that has me thinking about booking another late summer flight back to the Burren. It also has me motivated for my next trip home at the end of the month (this time to the Mournes and Fairhead).
It is true that sometimes you have to leave a place before you realise how much that place has to offer. That's also true for the Guinness...