A steady 2 hours on Kinder, but no-one chose to visit Mermaid’s Pool, which had been originally mooted by Cap’n Harmer. The weather was typical Warting fare, damp and breezy, and a bit claggy on the top. Not a lot of excitement, didn’t manage to lose anyone, although if Carl Read more
In the spirit of personal responsibility on the hill – or perhaps just in keeping with standard DP practice – it seems incumbent upon me to share one or two top tips to avoiding schoolboy errors on the Scottish Hills, drawing upon my recent experiences in and around Glen Nevis: Read more
Worth a note because of the fine Spring evening and the small but perfectly formed number of athletes that turned up. There was a surprising unanimity with the route choice in the first mile or so: essentially up and then veer towards Bob’s Rock (named in honour of our esteemed Read more
A very healthy turnout for the first “summer” run of the year – somewhere close to 40 runners, I suspect, not that anyone was counting. We were blessed with some fine snow drifts and patterns, a mighty fine sunset, and the usual banter; plus, for those of us foolish enough Read more
A rescheduled run because of the glorious spring weather. This began in the car and continued in the car-park with the usual highly predictable disagreement between Mr Holmes and everybody else. Mr Holmes, I should add, is an occasional wart who puts in a guest appearance just to ensure that Read more
For those contemplating what will no doubt be a fine run from Fairholmes, the suggested route, hot off the presses from Cap’n Harmer, is Bamford ho to Wet Stones, via the Barn[west of Abbey brook] and return direct across top side of Poynton bog. Needless to say we could end Read more
A predictable 13 warts turned up including a rare visit by the worshipful Nicky Spinks. In the absence of Mr Harmer and Mr Holmes, the usual debate about route was given to Mr Berzins and Mr Winterburn, should we go south to Barrow Stones or north into the unknown? The latter prevailed Read more
A very, very foggy night where visibility was down to a few yards, saw a group of around 15 runners set off up towards Strines Ridge. The group split into two, we think as the next count only realised 11 superbly toned athletes the old scroats having disappeared off the back somewhere. Not to worry, they’d had Read more
Just seven cheery warts from Birchin Clough this evening, ably lead by Lucy and the Safety Officer – albeit sometimes in different directions. Still a bit of the frozen white stuff in the groughs, and just the odd sinker too, but a very pleasant run nonetheless, enhanced by the odd Read more
About 15 hearty souls set off on this somewhat bitter night, including one new runner (who’s name escapes me). Capt. Harmer sent in a sick note from his mum, so Mr Berry took over the burden of responsibility for the route with Bob Berzins setting the pace and doing most of the Read more