Walking the Camino Day 2
Today Heather lets us know the true delights of coffee and croissants with a soggy bra while walking day 2 of her Camino. Hi everyone, I´m sure I won´t be writing every day but while there´s an Internet…. I went to Pilgrim´s mass last night. No, I´m not anything religion-wise but all the pilgrims went to the front and received a blessing in every language going for their journey. And there was a statue of St Jacques/ St james/ Santiago so it all felt a bit humbling and beautiful. Cherryll, the stained glass windows were unbelievable. Well I slept; mostly! I did have earplugs and for those of you reeling in horror at the thoughts of 100 people sleeping in one room, not all the beds were occupied. So that´s ok. There was a thunderstorm and lights on. I...
Walking the Camino de Santiago – Dispatches From an Old Friend
Walking the Camino de Santiago is a pastime that’s been around for a good thousand years apparently! As walkers and climbers, I suppose we all have to look our age in the eye one day and face up to the fact we ain’t youngsters any more. All the parties these days involve decades 5, 6, 7 and even 8! (Dennis at 80 could give a few of you a run for your money on the Camino). Many years ago I went out for agood while with a lady called Heather. She came out walking and scrambling with me a couple of times, but in my absence she had really got into walking on her own account. As the circles of life turned and circumstances changed, we started bumping into each other quite often. We have been in contact quite regularly in recent years and become quite...
Scotch Mist and Scramble in Sandbed Ghyll
As the summer holidays approached, it was obvious the monsoons were about to kick in. The steady drizzle of scotch mist on the windscreen as we headed down St. John’s in the Vale confirmed that the day’s options were indeed the wet wander or the even wetter scramble up a ghyll. What I couldn’t believe was that for a couple of the day’s gang the concept of the “Ghyll Scramble” was a completely untested idea. We set off in pretty crappy conditions with much chuntering going on and Martin upping the ante with tales of upgrading and “… it’s a 5 now!” “Never fear!”, replied I. I’d been there before, I well recalled its November, pre annual dinner, pushover nature!! Thing was though,...
South Post Direct: a Winter Climbing Classic
For more years than I care to remember, the Post Face of Creag Meaghaidh has exerted a mixture of fascination and repulsion on me. Years ago, when I was climbing at a reasonable standard; when I could have dealt with all the classics in reasonable style, I somehow just never got round to those routes. I squandered much quality winter, in the eighties, scratting about on little miserable crags instead of getting myself north. A couple of years ago I went out with Mike W and we had a crack at Centre Post. I didn’t have the arms to contemplate the direct pitch, so we beetled off around the old original route, which has a lot to recommend it if you’re not a full on modern ice warrior. At last the spell had been broken and I had finally got a post...
Gillercombe Buttress Winter – Not Quite!
Went up to Gillercombe today to have a look at its eponymous buttress. The 3-legged dog boy had given up walking duties for the day to tutor me in the art of scratching about. As we walked up past a barely frozen white bordered Sour Milk Ghyll, Gillercombe looked “bloomin wonderful” but rather bare on the buttresses of “The Buttress”. It was a stunning day but clearly the long eyeballed buttress climb wasn’t going to be on: at least not as a proper winter jaunt. Though we were somewhat disappointed, it’s always possible to find something to do. Sure enough the chimneys and grooves of Grey Knotts Face; or a version of it, saved the day again. Avoiding the letterbox section we took a line to the right up wintriest looking...
Kandersteg Survived – Not Quite Bankrupt Yet
The trip to Kandersteg was a fantastic success. I finally got out with Jessie and her Scouty pals on some reasonably high glaciers and even topped the trip off with a summit: the Hockenhorn. That was the first time over 10,000 feet for most of the children. Highlights of the week included Walks up to Oeschinensee with the scouts and the Explorers. What an idyllic place this is. Even though it is an exceptionally easy access corrie thanks to the cable car, 5 minutes walking gets you away from the busiest “throngs”. Here everyone was getting stuck into a bit of cold lake swimming. Here’s granny giving it what for on the Rodelbahn – max speed 2 mph! Yeah man we’re really extreme !!! Jess gives it some welly jumping one of the many...