No, not a selection of eccentric Slow Warts, although, admittedly most of us do have some interesting quirks, but three unconnected landscape features Andy thought were worth visiting. Like young men aspiring to better things in a newly opened America, we, but not young men, went west mainly with hopes Read more…
Some of us were prepared for the low sun with a variety of peaked caps which, we thought, added a touch of sophistication to the otherwise casually but functionally dressed six Slow Warts. Andy’s route for us was a shock, there was a significant amount of quiet road amongst the Read more…
Our group of ten were undecided about our route for the evening from Westend. However, the lure and the opportunity (Andy was flitting around various summits in the Lakes) of using tracks and paths was too tempting for us. So, we dashed (it felt like that) up the track to Read more…
Yes, ten Slow Warts set off from Birchen Clough, thankfully, one of the few parking places on the Snake Road, and following his now regular pattern, Jim went his own way to explore the fast-disappearing Snake Plantations on the opposite steep forest hillside. In fact, we were all faced with Read more…
We were honoured on this outing by our very own World Champion, Pete, freshly back from the orienteering championships in Finland where he won the V75 street sprint event in about 13 minutes. There were other lower and, more importantly, higher age groups, V80, V85, V90 and V95, though, admittedly Read more…
These are Chris’s words not mine. Chris’s diversion into James Bondiism was inspired by my full-length measurement as I lay flat out on the moors but, I wasn’t the only one. There were enough of us to form a small but significant and exclusive group within the 12 Slow Warts Read more…
After last week’s excursion to near Odin’s mine, Andy promised no big hills and fewer stiles. There was only one stile which was used at the start and finish of our outing to the Hunter wreck. It had the not unpleasant odour of freshly painted creosote, remember it’s not long Read more…
In the unfortunate absence of our esteemed scribe, it has fallen to me to temporarily take on the role of substitute scribe! Seven hardened athletes set off from Odin Mine after the Captain had offered his advice, wanted or not, to a group of DoE walkers from Paddington, who were clearly struggling Read more…
Order restored. Our leader, Andy, returned fresh from the cooling waters of Menai and he had devised a contrasting route to last week’s outing from Cutthroat Bridge when we’d had much warmth, path running and climbing and not much heather, etc. Our delights this time were from Midhopestones elbow where Read more…
Cold, wet, windy weather usually greets us when we start our Wednesday evening jaunts so, unsurprisingly, we complain. We complained this evening just to maintain our grumpy skills. It was hot, about 24⁰C. Admittedly, there was a gentle zephyr to take the edge off the heat. Andy, no lover of Read more…