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No longer content with Sunday shopping, cafes, pubs,
and gear fondling: members have been spotted venturing into the mountains. This is
ruining the reputation of the club: you've just gone too far. Have you no respect
for tradition?
I am pleased to say, however, that some members still hold the old club values dear their
heart. Particular mention must go to stalwart member Charles White.
Sterling efforts in the Gower saw him refuse point blank to lead a mild moderate that Gary
Bebb had his eye on. He almost wavered in the Peak but recovered by spotting a
clause in his insurance policy. Foxing everyone at the Mid Wales meet: he didn't
turn up. Well done at keeping off the rock Charles. I wish you a happy
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For those of you attempting to reach summits or scale
rock routes: please send me a write up for Crux. It is only by publishing an account
of these foolish activities that we can return the club to it's old values and
traditions. Less of this nonsense, please!
Phil Whitehurst |
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Skye - the unfinished ridge |
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Firstly on behalf of the HMC posse I would like to express
my sincere thanks to the traffic management team in the Cairngorn centre of council
operations for digging up 6 feet of tarmac on the only road crossing the cairngorns on a
bank holiday weekend.This 'necessary' work caused what regular drivers on the M25 would
describe as a short delay.The HMC posse descibed it as a total f**k up.
The HMC posse consisted of our illustrious editor and secretary, plus Charles 'Rumpole'
White, Gary Bebb, Chris and yours truly.
The climbing on Skye of course started in the pub where the |
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party got into full swing quickly as the HMC boys started
talking about the weather. The reports for the following two days were good and the posse
decided to attempt the Cuillin Ridge. Once this decision was made the meticulous
preparation started as the posse attempted to consume as much beer as everyone else in the
pub but in half the time (due to the Cairngorm traffic f**k up).As the drinking continued
at a rapid pace we then started weighing up the pros and cons of an early night,
especially bearing in mind what we would be attempting the next day .Fortunately the cons
outweighed the pros and we decided to stay up drinking until sometime beyond 1am (I
think).
The next day the serious climbing starts outside the pub (where else) with all of us
checking our gear and laughing at my apparent lack of gear to check.It was also at this
point that Charles politely points out that 4 Um Bongo drinks may not be enough for 2 days
on a ridge with no water. The 'faffing' continues at an amazingly slow pace for another
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