south of sanity

The only bit of equipment that I can easily get my hands are my trainers so I have fully embraced making a tit of myself at random races - the home bakes are well worth it.

This time, 10 years ago I embarked on the first of many trips south.

Many happy memories with some amazing people.

Therefore, blatant plug for Kirk's Film which is showing in the Aviemore cinema this wednesday.

the ben

I am hopeless without the internet.  Couldn't even print out an invoice because the printer is wireless :(

Nearly 3 weeks I had to wait. 

That is absolutely nothing compared to David.

David had waited until his 80th year to climb the mighty Ben Nevis via the CMD arete.

Utter respect.

playing at bond

Another really random few days:

In between pretending to be James Bond we did find some of this:

Back to normality yesterday - had on all my toastie warm clothes and it was still billy baltic.

Oh due to BT incompetency, we have no landline or tinter web until the 23rd October.  Thank goodness for good friends. 

little rucksacks and krumholtz

It doesn't happen very often but yesterday, I was very irresponsible on the hill.

I had no bivi bag, no headtorch, no compass and no map.  Not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't know where I had packed them.

Thankfully I had a Heather with me who not only made sure that I never got lost but educated me all about krumholtz - the sculpting of vegetation by wind, frost or sea salt.  I suppose the summer equivalent of sastrugi?

Having cycled in, backing the corbett, thought it would be a great idea to complete the trio and to go for a dip in Loch Morlich with guys from the Wild Highland Swimmers.

It has taken me until this morning to de-thaw.

a mini crisis

After 13 years we are finally moving to fresh pastures.

My life is therefore currently revolving around rucksacks and cardboard boxes.

Our planned move date of last Friday was been and gone and we are still in our old house :(

We already have a pants and socks crisis ...