It seems like years ago that tablets first mentioned that scaffold had gone up around the Town Hall clock tower... Must have been March/ April time, while we were dicking about trying to climb something else... The scaff had gone up while restoration work was carried out on the stone work at the top of the tower. It stayed there, taunting us until, eventually, me and jazzywheelz timed it right (sort of) and managed to get up it.
I don't do heights.
I mean, I enjoy the view, but I get vertigo - not fear of heights (as is the common misconception) but actually feeling dizzy because of where I am - and whilst this isn't the tallest place we've explored it was certainly the most 'precarious' feeling and the top of the belvedere is the most uncomfortable I've felt on an explore. Pretty pleased with getting this one crossed off our list, and we're well on our way to topping all of Sheffield's tallest. JW's report and shots have already put mine to shame (damn that fisheye!), but here goes...
A few weeks previous, we'd stood around like dickheads, trying to figure out how we were going to get up there without being caught. Eventually we realised that Sheffield is a bustling metropolis until well into the early hours so we decided to go for some scenic views from the chilled little Yorkshire Bank rooftop over the road that tablets had told us about an age ago.
A good few weeks later (and just as the top section of scaff was starting to come down) and we made our move.
To be honest, I'm more than chuffed with myself for doing this one. Shonky scaff, a 120 year old shady as fuck ladder to hell, and a precariously sloping rooftop make for brown trousers time as far as Kaplan is concerned. Glad this motherfucker is crossed off "The List" and I can get back to scrambling around in pigeon shit for a while.
