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March 2004 Meet Reports


2nd/3rd August 2003 - Lakes climbing - John Evans

Members: John Castick, Midge Castick, Jim Gregson, Sandy Gregson, Sheena Hendrie, Dave Bone, Wavy, Al Metelko, Lester Payne, John Evans, Fiona Roy.

Guests: Jo Farrington, Alex Dobson, Julie O'Regan, Barnaby, Martin.

*some of this weekend has been blotted from my memory due to Post-Tramatic Stress caused by ridiculous overpopulation of the male shower area. Not a pretty sight even without my glasses on.

A goodly turnout appeared at the heavily populated Fisherground Farm campsite, again there was smoke from various unnecessary fires and plenty of empty Stells Artois cans and the ever-present trailer-tents... The weather was reasonable and various things were done. Saturday was Esk Buttress day for the meet leader, who in cooperation with Alex climbed the excellent Square Chimney/Medusa wall combination, the crag is in a fine setting, the rock was superb and two of the guests (Barnaby & Martin, who were met later at the pub) also had route-finding issues!

More people appeared on Sunday morning, and I'm informed that during the course of the weekend, Lester explored Scafell, Julie and probably Mr Metelko also assaulted the mighty Esk Buttress, the Casticks traversed Bowfell and Black Combe, Fiona & Jo searched uncomfortably through the bracken. Jo & Al went to look at Heron Crag, the Gregsons also visited Scafell and Sheena and the Bone machine probably climbed at Bell Stand. For my next Lakes meet, a different venue I think, not least because the free-for-all of the mens showers is highly traumatic for a weak mind, such as my own. As for Esk Buttress, it's a long walk-in whichever way you go, but the scenery's rather pleasant!


10th/11th January - Ty-Powder - Chris Thickett

Members present: Iain McCallum; Bob Anderson; Bob Haynes; Jim Gregson; Sandy Gregson; Sheena Hendrie; Scott Sadler; Shaun Kelly; Chris Thickett.

Guests: Ian Higginbotham; Carmel King; James (JR) Hartley.

There are advantages and disadvantages in arriving a day early on a meet. You could extend your weekend with another day on the hill as per Uncle Bob or you can end up helping to rescue self-skewering goats as per the meet convenor.

The unpromising weather of early Saturday morning meant that I needed to make a decision - something I try to avoid so early in the year. Should we go for the planned walk over the Glyders and Y Garn or for a tame walk though the woods of the Crafnant valley? The wind was against the former and the spirit of adventure against the latter. In the Ogwen car park I decided on neither but to do the Glyders in reverse although omitting Y Garn. I would risk a short quick shock on the tops. What I had forgotten was the uncompromising steep climb from the Idwal Slabs to the summit of Glyder Fawr. On arriving at the top we were rewarded for our efforts by the start of the rain, bourne horizontal by the strong wind although fortunately on our backs due to the change of plan in the car park. Anyway we all made it to the top except Shaun and his dog who must have found temptation of home fires too tempting when he arrived in sight of Nant Peris when above the Devil's Kitchen.

We then traversed acoss to Glyder Fach throught the damp murk and boulders and found the way down into upper Cwm Tryfan by way of the top of the Miners' track from Pen y Grwyd.

At last we had somewhere sheltered to relax and eat. Then a quick shuffle up onto Bwlch Tryfan and down into Cwm Bochclwd brought us back to the waiting cars at the road.

In the meantime Jim and Sandy hopped off to Angelsey to check on the bird life.

Scott and Ian had prepared for climbing in poor weather but when they arrived at Carreg Hylldrem it was fine. Luckily, it was still raining on the girdle traverse - their intended route. This rain came from a more-solid-than-usual cloud, the overhanging roof above the route. I was glad that they weren't disappointed.

Sunday was fine but there was a fierce bitter wind. Some headed for home, some for relations. Uncle Bob and Jim and Sandy headed into the hills. There was a rumour circulating that Shaun is heading for Devon! Scott and Ian headed for Australia where they climbed Looning the Tube and Gadaffi Duck. Later they put a rope on Donald Duck, Goose Creature and Swan Hunter - I hope it was all legal.


5th/7th March - Ty-Powder Working Party - Chris Thickett

Present: Iain & Pam McCallum; Rick Davies; Dave Wylie; Christine Beeston; Trish Cranston; Chris Thickett; Alan Wylie.

Guests: Ben Smith; Alan's guests Janet and Ollie.

Alan and his guests only stayed on Friday night and early on Saturday morning they hot-footed away showing clear imprints on the ground in order to be the life and sole of the party at the Vibram Club dinner at The Heights where they were to stay the night to boot.

That left me and five willing workers. As soon as breakfast was finished I rushed down the field to check the level in the septic tank - 15 inches down. Consequently, at the May maintenance meet we will be looking for volunteers, preferably with diving experience in very murky conditions!

Continuing in inspection mode, I was joined by Dave whereupon we checked inside and outside, above and below. Following this, Dave did something wonderful with flame-retardant polystyrene before expertly repairing the roof of the Fuse House where eight replacement slates were required. I can tell you it was tough holding the ladder, especially after I had already set up a dehumidifier in a scientific experiment to determine the relative humilities of the dormitories.

Meanwhile, Christine and Trish painted the corridor between hall and lounge. They prepared the walls thoroughly, mixed two pots of emulsion to produce a delicate and tasteful shade of light orange, painted a first coat, then retired to clean the kitchen ventilators, returning later to give the walls a second coat. Furthermore, they cleaned up after themselves and but for the sparkling new paintwork you would not think that any messy work had been done in the vicinity - don't you just hate women!

Pam set about the first aid box with determination checking for deficiencies against a given list. Then with Iain she prepared the refreshments for the breaks and lunch, everything meeting their usual very high standards. Between them they cleaned all the shelves and cupboards in the kitchen area, the porcelain in the ladies, the upper dormitory floors and the stairs. Iain completed small areas of floor tiling.

So the small but industrious group made the maintenance end of the meet a raging success - thanks very much to everyone.

In the afternoon I had sneaked down the field and out of sight. Later, I managed to convince the others that I had been very busy repairing a section of the boundary wall that had developed a dangerous lean.

Somehow we managed to forget to catalogue all the books in the library. Gosh! The Committee will be cross!

Rick and Ben, after checking that the conditions in Point five Gully on the Ben were poor, decided to spend Saturday at Gogarth. They 'strolled along The Strand until Breaking the Barrier where they met The Brothers.' Later in the evening they both shared a strange dream when a excited and forgetful loon rushed into their dormitory to complete his experiments with potential damp.

In accordance with the tablet of stone carved by no less a sage than Uncle Bob himself, no work was allowed on Sunday so we all had to think of something to do mountaineering-wise.

After poring over the guide books, Rick and Ben returned to Angesey, this time to Roscolyn where they climbed on a 'sun drenched crag!' Routes climbed were: Savage Sunbird E2 5b; Icarus HVS 5a; Wild Rover E1 5b. Sounds like a useful weekend to me!

Iain and Pam walked in the Crafnant valley by lake and forest after meeting Christine and Trish heading up and over Moel Siabod.

Dave seemed to have possibly the best of the walks. From Gerlan, he climbed Yr Elen, continued on to Carnedd Llewellyn, then round over Carnedd Dafydd and back down along Mynydd Du. 'There was quite a lot of snow higher up, plus a bit of ice.' Sometimes windy or misty he was able to get some excellent views and was well satisfied with his efforts.

For my part I headed over to Moel Eilio and along the grassy ridge towards Snowdon. During the steep climb adjacent to the Vivien quarry back up to the hut, I realised just how hard I had worked the previous day.

Chris Thickett


Sun 14th March - Peak District Walk - Iain Mccallum

Members: Christine Beeston, Trish Cranston, Roger Dyke, Bob. Haynes, Iain McCallum, Lorna Marsland, Lester Payne, Alan Peck, Derek Seddon, Frank Williams, Margaret Williams, Keith Williams, Dave Wylie; Sabina Cosulich, Sheena Hendrie (Runners).

Guests: James Hartley, Carmel King; Nigel and Zoe Rosenbaum and family (Diners)

The weather forecast was all too accurate for a change. Rain, heavy at times, strong winds with some sunny periods. In steady drizzle we set off from Hope Station at a good pace over the fields towards the bridge by the old watermill at Brough. Then east to Shatton by way of Townfield Lane. From there we followed the River Noe to Kentney Barn where we stopped for an early "elevenses" in the shelter of the wall. On reaching the path by the stepping stones over the river we swung south and climbed up past Offerton Hall and onto the moor. By this time the party had split into two groups and contact with the second group was nearly lost at this point as they marched with heads down in the rain and the wind over the edge of the moor. After regrouping at Oaks farm we followed the track down through the fields and woods to Stoke Ford in Bretton Clough. Close to the Ford we met Sabina and Sheena on a run around the Clough from the Barrel Inn. After the usual chit-chat we pressed on along very muddy tracks up the valley before stopping for lunch in a sheltered spot under some trees.

After lunch we climbed out of the Clough and made our way to the Inn for a well earned drink. By this time the wind was whistling over the ridge and through the trees around the pub accompanied by heavy rain. Although the pub was busy with Sunday diners we established ourselves in the somewhat airy conservatory where we were joined by Nigel, Zoe, Hannah and Harry Rosenbaum, and then by Sabina and Sheena returning from their run. On leaving the Inn we headed for Abney Moor via Abney Grange.

While crossing the moor and following a brief shower we were rewarded with the sight of a beautiful rainbow and splendid views of Bamford, Millstone and Stanage Edges. We slid rather than walked down the steep path to Bradwell clutching at bushes and trees for support. On reaching Bradwell we turned up Sweetwater Lane and then over the fields towards Brough stopping for a drink on the side of the earthwork known as the Grey Ditch. It is claimed that this may have been a relic of a defence line against Anglian settlers advancing into the hill country but perhaps it was just a tribal boundry. Near Brough we passed the remains of what seems to have been a flue dating back to the time when their were lead smelting mills in the area. We finished the day in the cafe in Hope.

Thank you all for coming on my walk. I hope everybody enjoyed it.


27th/28th March - Mill Cottage Feshiebridge Cairngorms - Mark Garrod

Attendees: Mark Ashley, Trish Cranston, Tony Gask, Michelle Harvie, Mark Garrod. Not quite Attendees: Nameless persons who believe weather forecasts, and Shaun.

An appropriate little ditty for: (a) the attendees, (b), the non-attendees, (c) the local rugby team who won the wooden spoon the weekend of the meet.

O Shower of Scotland
when will we see
your like again
  (a: next time we come to Scotland, b: didn't see you 1st time round, c: next season)
that fought and died for
your wee bit of hill and glen
  (a: Friday on Meall a' Bhuachaille ridge, Saturday on Cairngorm etc, Sunday between Coylum and Feshiebridges, b: they don't call them glens in Bristol, c: died certainly, not sure about the fighting bit)
and stood against him
proud Edward's army
  (c: actually o'Driscoll and d'Arcy, Gareth is Welsh, and gave up playing moons ago)
and sent him homeward
tae think again
  (a: Yes, we'll come again next year as we really enjoyed it, b: left him homeward, in Shaun's case, with his driver heading rapidly south, c: should be as easy next year at Murrayfield)


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