Although slightly cheered by discourse with dormmates last night, the whole rigmarole of staying in the YHA seemed to have been an exercise in trying my patience, and I was glad that phase of the trip was over. Now I could look forward to simply dealing with whatever nature threw at me and any problems I happened to inflict on myself. Continue reading “Finishing off the Eastern Fells – Part 2”
Whilst everyone else is starting the New Year with positive thinking (that is apart from the effects of last night’s drinking), I thought I’d take an opposite tack and talk about failure.
In my walking career I’ve notched up a few failures and whilst I’ve not let them get to me too much, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a desire to expunge them from the record. So I thought I’d start the year with a good positive post about all my failed ascents – whether down to the weather, the terrain or simply running out of time. Continue reading “Failure”
Friday 28 October 2005 – Skiddaw Yesterday was such a frantic day, that it was good to finally get out into the hills today, even though it certainly wasn’t the weather we would have wished for. At least I took a day off work to prepare – I hate to think how bad it would have been if I’d travelled straight from work, like my brother did. I’d been carrying a headache all day and rushing about getting everything ready hadn’t helped. But it had been bearable until Rob called to say he was stuck in traffic and it became … Continue reading A Wet Weekend in the Lakes