Identifier: cu31924103707968 (find matches)
Title: Rock-climbing in the English Lake District
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Jones, Owen Glynne Abraham, George Dixon, 1872- Abraham, Ashley Perry, 1876-1951 Wordsworth Collection
Subjects: Mountaineering
Publisher: Keswick, Cumberland, G.P. Abraham
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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r nextattempt upwards, Then, traversing over a buttress,I looked up and down the chimney. It was what is generally called hopeless. To speakdefinitely, it was much worse than the arete, andseeing no alternative I returned to the corner andprepared for another attempt. This time Aslilevgave me a shoulder at a slightly lower level on theghyll side of the ridge. A trying drag upwards withvery scanty fingerholds brought my knees on to asatisfying hollow in a little ledge, and steadied bvthe two side faces of the sloping slab I stepped upand on to it. The cheers of the observing party toldus that our mauvais ims was practically overcome.The other two men came up with a little assistancefrom the rope, and we cleared away the loose stonesfrom our platform. It shelved badly downwards andoffered no guarantee of safety in case I fell from thenext vertical bit. But George sturdily rammed hisbrother close against the wall and intimated that thetwo would accept the responsibility of fielding me if
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G. P. Abraham & Sons, Photos. Keswick Ascent of Scawfell Pinnacle from Deep Ghyll (Face parte 8S) THE PINNACLE FROM DEEP GHYLL 83 necessary. I mounted their shoulders, and reachedup at arms length to a sharp and firm edge of rock,A preliminary grind of my boot into a shoulder-bladeand then a clear swing out on the arms, a desperatepull-up with knees and toes vainly seeking support,and at last the upper shelf was mounted. But wewere all breathless. The lower edge of the broken crest of rock thatmarks the Low Man was now close at hand. Closeby was the fine cairn built when the pinnacle wasfirst climbed from Lords Rake. A few yards off tothe east the edge of the cliff was cut by the top ofSlingsbys Chimney, and before us remained themagnificent ridge up to the summit. Boot scratches were now numerous, both alongthe ridge and by the left. We took the finish handover hand, and reached the pinnacle cairn in fiveminutes. Our time up from Lords Bake had beenslow—something like four hour

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