She said something like “You guys okay? I didn’t think that looked like the right way” but her words where but frost on the breeze to my frozen ears. I was much more interested in other things: the bothy and haribos she brought.
It was a surreal moment of bonding for us five then. I don’t know how long we huddled there, covered with our plastic bag to hold in what little warmth we had left, being fed by Rachel. I think I was probably the worst off, and for the first stretch of blurred time I existed in a state of delirium.
“Is this what it’s always going to be like?” I remember saying.
Or maybe I just thought it: I was pretty loopy for a while there.
Layby Pot - Saturday 18th June At the pub the night before Jreg and I asked Will to teach us to survey for exped. The next day bright and early (2pm-ish), we set off for Stoney Middleton. We arrived after listening to Will's helpful chat up advice, pulled over at...
Wha' could ah 'onestly seh about the trip ta Carlswark, otha than how absolutely amazin it wor? Walkin down t' B6251 from Eyam, it wor fascinatin ta see euh (‘a’) landscape carved from t' destructive 'ands of man. Will pointed art eur couple o' entrances whose names ah wor familiar...
I'd say it's that time of year again but as long as I've been in the club (5 and a half years - bloody hell!) I've never noticed a life members newsletter. I was even Chairman for a year and wrote one though alas it was never published (on the...
With me broken up from uni and not having any work ex, and Tom being graduated with nothing lined up for summer, we both have lots of free time for adventures, and this is some of what we have got up to so far... Stoney Middleton extravaganza On the 19th...