Sunday 20thDec: Just back from a most fun day out! Santa Phil and myself met up with Cliftoner’s, Reindeer Steph, Reindeer Pete, Santa Rich and Santa Alex, for a mountain bike ride in Dalby Forest. We all braved the most extreme weather we have all seen in… Continue reading
Would you book a winter mountaineering course twelve days before Christmas ? Nah ! Shortest days, weather probably naff, often no snow anyway. And so it was, that on one of the finest winter days in recent years, and after a cool minus 6 or so at the… Continue reading
And a good time was had by all !!! Grey mist. Blue streaks; and clearing as we reach the high ground. The summit in view. A sunlit landscape at our feet. The effort of running. Tired in the afternoon. Tea. Drinks, friends, conversation, food, laughter, games, reminiscences. So many of… Continue reading
Dear Diary 1st August Time for a holiday but where to go decisions, decisions, shall I go and lie on a beach somewhere, Via Ferrata in the Dolomites or play in Scotland. No contest Scotland here I come and accommodation duly booked at Ullapool and Torridon Youth Hostels. Friday 28th… Continue reading
Kinlochleven Sept 09 Dolly and I decided to head north the weekend of 18/19th Sept to Kinlochleven and play on the Mamores and try and increase Dolly’s Munro count. Setting off after work on the Friday we hit the Clachaig in time for a pint and a chin wag with… Continue reading
It was on the Club’s summer trip earlier in the year when we discovered the area surrounding Feizor. On that trip we had set off from the nearby Norman village of Clapham where our route took us out past the noted Church and onto a technical climb before starting the… Continue reading
“A well-engineered stalkers path leads upwards to the bealach………” I used to ask Angela Ryan whether she had met the “well-engineered stoker” and if she approved……. ANYWAY, putting that to one side, Ralph Storer’s stock phrase is particularly true at the bottom of Glen Shiel, where a pony trail… Continue reading
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”…… the literati will recall the first line of Keats’ Ode to Autumn; and so as we had passed the equinox, off we went on the last weekend in September for our first autumn trip. Mellow and misty it was. (Fruity I dunno.) Beinn a’… Continue reading
Five days in the Scottish Highlands including the big scramble on the Ben. Continue reading
During the ‘Summer’ I decided to do the Pennine Way. You will notice that the weather failed to realise that it was Summer, thus I failed to gain the tan I was hoping for! However, I had a fantastic time and was joined by many people along the way!… Continue reading
