
Climbing Wallface
I’m lying in bed at 4:45 a.m. The alarm hasn’t gone off yet, but I won’t be going back to sleep. I’m climbing Wallface today. By Phil Brown
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I’m lying in bed at 4:45 a.m. The alarm hasn’t gone off yet, but I won’t be going back to sleep. I’m climbing Wallface today. By Phil Brown
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The tap, tap, tapping that sounded every few minutes as we made a wintry ascent of Lyon Mountain wasn’t coming from woodpeckers.