Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
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Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
Sounds like Wainwright to me. He used to sleep under his mac when overnighting on the fells IIRC.
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Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
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Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
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would that be AW?
Who else could it be.
On his walk in the North of Britain, and one of his soles came off, ISTR. Can you remember the book title?
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> "For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town > shoes, and no > anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He > didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
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would that be AW?
Who else could it be.
On his walk in the North of Britain, and one of his soles came off, ISTR. Can you remember the book title?
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A Pennine Adventure, I think.
I don't know. I haven't read that. Or at least not so recently that I can remember what is in it and not being at home at present I cannot consult my bookcase where it might be lurking.
Might be some time before I return home as here in the effete Southeast we are currently snowed in.
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On his walk in the North of Britain, and one of his soles came off, ISTR. Can you remember the book title?
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A Pennine Adventure, I think.
I don't know. I haven't read that. Or at least not so recently that I can remember what is in it and not being at home at present I cannot consult my bookcase where it might be lurking.
Might be some time before I return home as here in the effete Southeast we are currently snowed in.
I dug out an old copy of it in the local library, and found it an interesting read, but it also revealed a lot about his character, including, ISTR, a rather cavalier attitude to women. :-) -- Gordon Harris
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
Definitely AW
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It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood by the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summitseemed alarmingly craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up I could not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been entering the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer thrill of adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare hill-side.
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And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly denounced by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed boots, without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is worth, without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
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Here's another first timer on a mountain.
It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood by the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summitseemed alarmingly craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up I could not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been entering the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer thrill of adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare hill-side.
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And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly denounced by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed boots, without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is worth, without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
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Here's another first timer on a mountain.
It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood by the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summit seemed alarmingly craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up I could not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been entering the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer thrill of adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare hill-side.
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And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly denounced by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed boots, without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is worth, without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
Murray? (I never did read his masterpiece).
Although the extract actually reminded me more of Tilman or Shipton but perhaps I was led astray by the reference to Nanda Devi. If Nanda Devi was known to a novice then it almost has to be someone from a younger generation which, if my memory is correct, would rule out Murray as well.
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Here's another first timer on a mountain.
It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood
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the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summit seemed
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craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up I could not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been entering the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer thrill of adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare
hill-side.
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And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly
denounced
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by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed
boots,
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without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is
worse,
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without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
Murray? (I never did read his masterpiece).
Although the extract actually reminded me more of Tilman or Shipton but perhaps I was led astray by the reference to Nanda Devi. If Nanda Devi was known to a novice then it almost has to be someone from a younger generation which, if my memory is correct, would rule out Murray as well.
-- Roger Chapman Exiled in Essex
Right first time Roger, W H Murray from Undiscovered Scotland. The book was written much later, when he was a PoW, and by that time knew of the wider mountaineering world. His first venture onto the hills was on his own, in ordinary street clothes on the Cobbler in Winter. Makes you wonder how many other people in that era tried the same sort of thing and didn't make it back down.
-- Duncan Gray
The Mountaineering Council of Scotland www.mountaineering-scotland.org.uk
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Here's another first timer on a mountain.
It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood by the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summit seemed alarmingly craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up I could not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been entering the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer thrill of adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare hill-side.
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And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly denounced by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed boots, without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is worth, without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
Murray? (I never did read his masterpiece).
Although the extract actually reminded me more of Tilman or Shipton but perhaps I was led astray by the reference to Nanda Devi. If Nanda Devi was known to a novice then it almost has to be someone from a younger generation which, if my memory is correct, would rule out Murray as well.
Compliments of the season Roger and BTW I don't think I wrote any of the above :-) -- Bill Grey http://www.billboy.co.uk
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>Here's another first timer on a mountain. > > >It was a fine April day, with plenty of snow on the tops. When I stood
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>the road and looked up at my first mountain, the summit seemed
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>craggy and blinding white against blue sky. How I should ever get up >I could >not imagine. I picked out a route by the line of a burn, which vanished >towards a huge corrie under the summit rocks. And then what? I felt a >nervous hesitation about my fate in these upper regions. Had I been >entering >the sanctuary of Nanda Devi I could have felt no more of the sheer >thrill of >adventure than I did when I stepped off that road onto the bare
hill-side.
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>by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I >climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed
boots,
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>without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is
worse,
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>without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and >gaily, >until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
Murray? (I never did read his masterpiece).
Although the extract actually reminded me more of Tilman or Shipton but perhaps I was led astray by the reference to Nanda Devi. If Nanda Devi was known to a novice then it almost has to be someone from a younger generation which, if my memory is correct, would rule out Murray as well.
-- Roger Chapman Exiled in Essex
Gents. I never wrote this stuff. If you refer to my posting, all I wrote was - PS - at the end of a long quote.
Below is a quote from a Xmas present that I thought might interest some of our readers.
"For his earliest walks he had no mountain boots, just town shoes, and no anorak. He usually wore a lightweight macintosh and his flat cap. He didn't carry a compass and had no idea how to use one."
Loud cheers here. My navigation skills are pretty nearly nonexistent (I've only once been on my own in unfamiliar territory, and even that would have been fine had it not been pitch black) and when I started walking (1970s) I wore the only 'outdoor' things I had - trainers and anorak. Nothing waterproof about either of those... So, in answer to the question in the subject header - hero. Definitely.
-- To reply see 'from' in headers; lose the domain, and insert dots and @ where common sense dictates.
Might be some time before I return home as here in the effete Southeast we are currently snowed in.
Good gracious! Slight flurry driving back through mid Wales yesterday evening (roof of car had discrete flakes on when we emerged from the cafe wherein we finally thawed out), but nowt else. Plenty of frost in the morning though. Decidedly nippy it were. -- To reply see 'from' in headers; lose the domain, and insert dots and @ where common sense dictates.
And at once I proceeded to do all those wicked things so rightly denounced by grey-bearded gentlemen sitting at office desks in remote cities. I climbed steep snow-slopes by myself. Without an ice-axe or nailed boots, without map, compass, or warm and windproof clothing, and, what is worth, without a companion, I kicked steps up hard snow going quite fast and gaily, until near the top I stopped and looked down.......
Who was that one?
Hillary? -- To reply see 'from' in headers; lose the domain, and insert dots and @ where common sense dictates.
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Might be some time before I return home as here in the effete Southeast we are currently snowed in.
Good gracious! Slight flurry driving back through mid Wales yesterday evening (roof of car had discrete flakes on when we emerged from the cafe wherein we finally thawed out), but nowt else. Plenty of frost in the morning though. Decidedly nippy it were.
The snow has mainly been in the East with AFAICT Kent getting by far the worst of it. According to the radio Lincolnshire was getting it too but the bit of the A1 running though that county wasn't any worse than any of the other main roads I encountered during my drive back North today. If I had taken any notice of the severe weather warnings that were out I would still be back in Essex but there my main problem was how to get down a short length of very steep drive and then along some 100 yards of gentler gradient before I reached the gritted road.
At this end I had to make a diversion as the road up to my house (1 in 5 in places) had not been gritted but the road down to it was. As I approached from above I was waved down by a pedestrian coming up the hill carrying a bucket.He had driven past where the gritter had turned off and had skidded down the hill and into the bank on a bend further down. I was able to direct him to the nearby grit bin.
-- Roger Chapman so far this year 62 summits New - 28 (Marilyns 14, Nuttalls 5, Outlying Fells 10) Repeats - 34 (Marilyns 16, Nuttalls 24, Wainwrights 12, Outlying Fells 0)