Firstly, must apologise that it has been well over a week since we returned from the above and I have still not blogged. Forgive me. I am trying to cram 2 years worth of study for a diploma into 2 months and not surprisingly it has left me with little time to do anything, including sleep.
We all very much enjoyed our walking weekend in the Brecon Beacons. It was the first chance we all had to get properly kitted up and really put or gear to the test. I ran into Open Air (shop) on the Friday and bought a pair of berghaus extrem light (their spelling, not mine…..this time) base layer legging things. Glad I did actually. The start of Saturday’s walk I thought I had overdone it, but at the top of the mountain in freezing mist, it didn’t seem like such a silly thing. All layered up we began our hike. I tell you, nothing prepares you for it, except actually doing it. After a couple of hours heading upwards into the mountain we got to the top. Unfortunately the mist was so thick, we couldn’t see each other let alone the view. It was actually a bit scary and suddenly stories about people getting lost yards from each other were not to be scoffed at. John and Ian did a very good job at getting us out of the mist and descending towards a milder climate.
As it turns out, my whistle/thermometer/compass is broken - it kept telling us, regardless of where we were, that it was 10 degrees C. How do you argue with a thermometer?? I guess you need to get a better thermometer, its big brother to tell it it is wrong. I am convinced it was wrong though…. We found a very nice little restaurant further down the hill and stopped for lunch. Of course it was only a stone ruin and we brought our own food so I doubt there will be Michelin stars going out.
I fell over into a peat bog. I caught my foot on some really long tufts of grass and went down. My hand did not break my fall; it just slid through the mud so I got it all up my sleeve. It did however, provide a good opportunity to see how fast my trousers and fleece dried out, which they did within about 2 hours. My equipment survived the Stef test so it’s probably ok for most environments.
Unfortunately our 10 mile walk turned into a 16 mile walk when we completely overshot our left turn and consequently ended up 7 miles away from our car, 2 villages away. Thankfully we managed to get out of the Beacons before the dark came as none of us had brought torches - another thing you just don’t think of until you have the problem of not having one! We found a pub that let us in - even with our muddy clothes and with about 7 quid bought 3 & 1/2 pints, a G&T, and 3 cokes - this is the valleys don’t forget - while we waited for our taxi back to the car.
My mum had very kindly set out dinner for us (again!) and did a very good job catering for her first vegetarians. She got us a DVD romcom which we all started to watch but I think only me and John managed to stay awake - we really wanted to see that romcom. Sunday’s walk was very good, we all woke up a bit tight, but it was the test to see if we could walk again. If there was no chance, really we were doomed for the WHW, but we all managed it and our first very steep and exhausting climb got the blood pumping again and we all felt that we could definitely do this. The really weird part for me was the little guy running up behind us on the mountain. He was climbing so fast, we had to stop to let him overtake. That’s when I saw it was none other than Andy Curnin who was the course director for Environmental Health at UWIC when I went there. The People you meet on the side of a mountain in Wales huh? It was so weird……..
That walk went very well and I think Annabel conquered her fear of falling off an edge or slipping down steep slopes. I conquered my fear of people from the valleys. As long as you don’t talk too quietly, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Some good observations came out of the experience though. The boys are enrolled on a map reading course for a start. We did have a GPS that John’s friend lent to him, but as it was for sailing, the ‘man overboard’ feature was a bit useless and being predominantly inland and on the ground, it failed in all of its uses. One of the things I did notice though was that I need 2 walking sticks. 1 is just silly and my opposite knee ended up hurting. Oh and I am definitely going to buy a bladder system. I thought I would be ok with a bottle, but the hassle of getting your friend to unzip your bag, fish out the bottle, take off the lid, take a gulp and then put it all back means we were getting left behind and consequently did not drink enough water. I think being able to sip the water over a period of time is much better as your body uses it better so you’re not off for a wee all the time and you don’t have to go getting bottles out of your bag all the time.
All in all it was worth doing to really see how we would cope with lots of hill walking 2 days in a row and if we had everything we needed (which obviously we didn’t). Our Boots all seem to be ok, so that is another worry out of my mind. I have put a couple more photos on the site for you to see if you so wish. A big massive huge thank you to my mum Sue who was such a fantastic host, we are going to do it all again in March!!!




Fan x