“The four highest places in the Dales ?” “ Umm… Whernside, obvs, and Ingleborough. And, er… Great Summat Whatsit …. and ….” “High Seat “. “Where the heck is that ? “ “Exactly” After nearly a mile across a trackless and steadily rising moor, the ground got steeper. And Steeper.… Continue reading
Five of the Usual Suspects camping at Kinlochleven. (Angela, Steve G Steve M, Dave, and me). Almost like old times. Our objectives were the eastern Mamores, a range sandwiched between Ben Nevis to the north and the Aonach Eagach of Glencoe to the south. Other M words were misty, murky,… Continue reading
So after a number of attempts Dave and I finally managed to tick this off the bucket list. Continue reading
On Bank Holiday Monday, the 31st of May 2021 we had the first York Mountaineering Club climbing day out in what seems like an eternity. The weather and venue could not have been better and our group of eight had a most pleasant day at the Wainstones. There were surprisingly… Continue reading
30 April 2021 Having not been in the mountains for over a year,it was decided that as soon as the border reopened I was to head North. After notifying Storm of my intended plans we jumped in the van and headed up the M74. We eventually arrived at the Victoria… Continue reading
Creag Meagaidh requires 880 metres of ascent to the summit. Gairich, (just as another example) 730 metres. But you might benchmark 1000 metres uphill for a typical Highland day. I decided to see how many of those pesky brown lines could be crossed in a moderate day close to York:-… Continue reading
The 23 March will be the anniversary of the first lockdown and a time of reflection for all of us for many reasons. I feel that the club should be no different. Plus with pandemic matters moving into a new phase I feel it worth encouraging some consideration about our… Continue reading
I do not know who Drumald was, or how he got involved in a race. I got involved with Drumaldrace through the reflection that – in normal years – I spend a lot more hill days in the Highlands than the Dales, and so perhaps I ought to fill in… Continue reading
It was supposed to be France, in the Ecrin or the Pyrenees this year. But that couldn’t happen for obvious reasons. It was supposed to be in the van, but we have sold it and the new one isn’t converted yet because suddenly every man and his dog want a… Continue reading
With a few spontaneous midweek days of work and an itch to get back out in the hills, I decided to drive down to Patterdale and head out into the mountains for a night. I started walking from Patterdale up to Angle tarn with my 65l pack and enough food… Continue reading
