Climbing at the Beacon
The annual ‘Back to School Bouldering Competition’ took place at the Beacon Climing Wall near Llanberis on Saturday. For the uninitiated, bouldering is rock climbing without ropes. It’s not as dangerous as it sounds as all falls are on to lovely squidgy crash mats. My son Mark organises this competition which is open to kids between 7 and 17, many of whose parents are fanatical climbers, or at least living out their former climbing glories vicariously through their children!
This was the third such competition and numbers increased from 35 participants last year to 62 on Saturday! Registering over 30 new competitors and creating judging score sheets in 30 minutes was a nightmare. My role as stated on my bilingual badge is “Computer Dude / Dŵd Cyfrifiadurol” (we try to be bilingual in everything!). It just means I sit on a hard chair at a table, in a draft, collating the scores from the judges, round by round, of the different age/gender groups into a spreadsheet to identify the winner in each group and also to keep an eye out for score-ties which need a climb off. I’ve been doing this role for three years for the bouldering competition and for British Mountaineering Council (BMC) Youth Climbing events which combine bouldering with roped ascents.
These competition are the highlight of the year for me and every time I can’t help but marvel and be inspired by seven year-old boys and girls less than a metre tall and under 20kg in weight climbing with determination and confidence. The other heart-warming thing is the way all the kids (and their parents) call out to encourage and help a child who may be faltering. They’re in competition with each other but you’d hardly know it. Far from the middle-class cutthroat competions in Surrey where I lived. I recall an incident at a competition at Plas Y Brenin last year where a 12 year-old lad got stuck about 7m from the ground but he was determined not to give up. Despite being exhausted, he continued to try and try again. Gradually, more and more people came to watch this boy and shout encouragement. He fought for 12 minutes and eventually completed the route to a combination of deafening cheers and several parents with tears running down their faces.
I’m proud of of my son Mark who is the BMC Youth Climbing co-ordinator for North Wales and the part he plays through his work as an instructor and organising regional and national competitions in developing the skills of these young people. They inspire me with their dedication and skill and I always come away from a competition feeling elated – plus exhausted, cold, nursing a numb bum – but checking the date of the next one.