Joe on a misty morning traverse.

After the long trek to Holborn Head, we were met by dissapointment; the North sea was pounding the cliffs base and sending spray all over the routes, eliminating any ideas of tradin' it up. So we chilled at the top admiring the veiw of the Hoy sea cliffs, and the adjacent stack, the infamous Old Man of Hoy, and messed around on a couple of fun traverses.