This morning, JB declared that today was the day he'd make good on his promise/threat to release his inner ape.
We managed once again to coerce the cheery Mr Fong and set off on another buttock battering 16km journey.
Eventually, with jarred spines, dust-laden sinuses and pulverised posteriors, we arrived at the Green Climbers Home, our venue for the day.
It's in a really nice setting. Surrounded by towering cliffs with some good jungle bits in between.
Basically, it's Butlins for climbers. There's all manner of rockfaces to scamper up/ plummet down from. Plus there are huts to rent so you can fully immerse yourself in the experience that is climbing.
Each to their own. Whatever.
When we arrived, the sign on the gate boasted proudly that the venue was closed. Then it began to rain.
Plucky JB pooh-poohed these obstacles and forged on.
From the range and calibre of expletives drifting down from the rock face, I think he enjoyed himself.
Now I know that you're probably asking the question: Did he release the Naked Ape?
Discretion (and decency laws, plus his mum reads this) doesn't permit me to comment.
However:
Don't have nightmares..........
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