errr.... I got called back to work
Fraser, Bev and Russ were timekeeping - absolutely torrential rain and the one compeditor who turned up was a reet wuss
So everyone retired to the pub, well, except for the Wuss
errr.... I got called back to work
Fraser, Bev and Russ were timekeeping - absolutely torrential rain and the one compeditor who turned up was a reet wuss
So everyone retired to the pub, well, except for the Wuss
1.52 around Winter Hill area. No rain but very wet under foot. Another night out with Ian and Tony.
Was late pitching up for the club run last night, so set off alone. Problems with my legs aside (see soon to be posted thread in the injuries section), it was just an impossibly perfect night.
I climbed Pendle by moonlight alone as the moon was so bright it was casting quite well defined shadows on the ground. Got to the top, and it was just me, the trig and the moon. Clear skies all around, and just the bobbing of the rest of the club's headtorches far below me at the bottom of the hill giving any other indication of life. Fantastic.
"The best shield is to accept the pain, then what can really destroy me?"
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A fabulous solo (mit hund) headtorcher yesterday evening. I set off at about 20 past 6 just a twilight was setting in but by the time I got into Cleatop woods, it was pitch black and brilliantly spooky. Stunning after that going across the two moors on top, what with the moon and stars and the lovely bluey black sky, followed by a full speed nutter* descent down through the final field into Settle. The fun didn't stop there with my run continuing to Booths for much needed dinner provisions and wine. Running with a dog in one hand and a bag of shopping in another, with my legs plastered in mud and a headtorch on did get me some funny looks from the two or three civilians I encountered
* Nutter because the frigging dog was dragging me down at warp speed!
Three steps outside my front door before realising the ankle sprain still isn't runnable...bugger:thunbdown:
Switched my headtorch off and went back inside for a sulk...
Be Humble. Sit Down.
Pre "Bat Season" WALK around Beacon Fell on No. 6's Night Treasure Hunt - part of the 40th birthday celebrations for Beacon Fell Country Park. A bit disappointing; Dunc had prepared a lovely little route and quiz and the lovely 'Alex the Ranger' had gone to the trouble of printing it off and publicising it in the local press and on the local radio. There was only the 3 of us at the visitor centre, me being the only punter! A lovely 80 minutes wandering to and fro and around this wooded fell top overlooking the Fylde Plain on an incredibley clear, starry, moonlit night! All the more special that I was the only nutter out, whilst all the other saddos were getting their fix of Corrie, Benders or watching PNE getting drummed. Thanks Dunc & Alex, no doubt a few 'frightened of the dark' wusses will do it at the birthday bash on Saturday.
Sounds good fun Wheezing Donkey, if a shame you were the only punter. My Hope's on charge and I'm looking forward to a run out tonight, especially if the bright clear weather continues through the evening. I believe we have a guest forumite with us tonight too
Poacher turned game-keeper
Yes, bringing up the rear as it's my first run in company for ages! If I disappear don't worry, I'll be back at the pub.
Looking forward to it - I think!