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Winter Begins!

Sunday, December 18th, 2022
Pete surveying most of Scotland from Stob Coire Sgreamhach, Glencoe

Cold weather arrived last week and the forecasts predicted cold but settled weekend conditions so a last minute plan was hatched and bags hastily packed for a quick getaway after work on Friday – time to head to Scotland! 

Parking up in a layby it was a cold, crisp and clear Friday night, with some spectacular stars out, something I really appreciate seeing when in the middle of nowhere away from the artificial lights of the city.

Saturday morning in daylight we could see the route we'd thought about doing from the van. A few days of cold weather had clearly not been enough, with thin looking ice and the hills still very green. So we binned our rather optimistic plan for another day and headed up the road to Glencoe for some more elevation where there'd be plenty of options to go at, settling for the classic Curved Ridge on Buachaille Etive Mor, which we hadn't done in winter. 

Mike on Curved Ridge
Mike in a curved ridge chimney

Clear conditions meant finding the bottom of the route wasn't an issue and we started up the scramble. Despite being below freezing, there wasn't any snow so it felt fairly straightforward at first both happy soloing on dry grippy rock. As we climbed higher things got slippier with verglass and hoarfrost beginning to cover rock sections we would be happy on in summer conditions with some friction between boots and rock. The forecast wind had also arrived, whipping up the ridge with significant wind chill. We switched to alpine style, pitching a couple of short sections and moving together on the rest and above 800m the ridge was white and feeling very Scottish. Some nice chimney sections and frozen turf meant we could to get used to wearing crampons again.

Mike on Belay near the summit of Curved Ridge

Topping out late afternoon we surprised a mountain hare near the summit. The sun was setting through the clouds and it wasn't the place to be hanging around as the temperature dropped and the water started freezing inside our bottles. A careful descent down through Coire na Tulaich followed on slippery icy rocks back to the valley floor. We finished the day in the Clachaig (where else!) with a meal, well earned pint and some live music. Plenty to reflect on as is usually the case after the first winter day out of the season, such as it's better to gear up earlier than later, always pack goggles, put stuff you'll need first at the top of the rucksack, etc etc! 

Pete at the top of Curved Ridge

Mars was bright and low in the western sky at daybreak on Sunday as we got the coffee on and packed kit before heading up the Lairig Eilde to Sron na Lairig. The scrambling was great all the way up and provided a good mix of winter skills practice including delicate front pointing on tiny rock placements, plenty of well frozen turf and even some ice to get the tools into.

Mike finds some ice on Sron La Lairig

Topping out we continued up to Stob Coire Sgreamhach for lunch and some fantastic views across much of Scotland. It was so clear with an alpine feel sitting in the sun with no wind. We then scrambled down from the summit and walked the Beinn Fhada ridge back north towards Glencoe before dropping down to the valley path, past a large herd of red deer and taking care on a very icy path back to the road. Still -5 at the van so another brew before hitting the road for the drive south. Fingers crossed for a good winter ahead! 

Yorkshire Dales – Autumn 2022

Wednesday, November 30th, 2022

The club headed to the Yorkshire Rambler’s club Lowstern Hut, just outside Clapham village in the Yorkshire dales for the November meet, and thanks to Louise for coordinating this one. A decent turnout with people bringing kit for whatever the weather allowed, including climbers, mountain bikers, fell runners and hillwalkers. Friday evening was the usual chatter of catching up with people, and planning the next day’s activities. 

Mike and Louise head towards Pen-y-ghent.

Saturday started as a beautiful autumn morning as we set off. Simon and Carmen headed out for a big walk over Ingleborough, then east over the limestone pavements before heading south and back to the hut through the Dales farmland. Peter, Louise and Mike ran the 3 peaks from the hut, picking up the route north of Clapham beck and clocking almost 33 miles by the time they returned 8 hours later. On the way up towards Whernside from RIbblehead they bumped into Donal, Ann and Peter who were pushing their mountain bikes up the bridleway before enjoying a cracking descent down into Dent dale and returning via Kingsdale. The rest of the group (Jayne, Marianna, Becky, Simeon and Dave) hiked Whernside and Ingleborough, finishing with pub stop at Ribblehead. Karl pottered in the valley, and stocked up with firewood for the evening.  

Dales MTB'ing

Dinner was as usual tasty and filling. Karl cooked a delicious spicy lentil soup, this was followed by Louise’s veggie chilli and Marianna’s italian cake finished the meal off. The rest of the evening was spent resting weary legs by the fire and enjoying a wee dram. 

Sunday started brightly, the majority of the group setting out for a walk over to Horton in Ribblesdale, then after lunch following the ribble way south by the river Ribble. Arriving at Helwith bridge the heavens opened, and the rest of the 15 mile hike became a bit of a March back in cold, wet conditions. 

A decent morning for walking before the deluge.

Simon, Carmen and Ann had headed west for a walk in the forest of Bowland, which by all accounts was a similar weather pattern to that closer to Clapham. Peri also got caught on her walk, keeping it local to Clapham and carrying out a bit of a ‘fungi foray’ on the way with  plenty of Autumn mushrooms to discover. All arrived back mid afternoon to warm up, finish the left-overs, clear up the hut and head home to dry our kit out. Another great weekend despite the Sunday afternoon showers. 

A soggy weekend camping in Eskdale

Wednesday, November 30th, 2022

Dave was organising this one and had booked us some pitches at the Fisherground campsite in Eskdale, Lake District.  The weather forecast wasn’t looking brilliant but that didn’t put off a small select bunch from heading away for a weekend adventure in mid July.

Simon, Carmen and Dave were sorted and heading to the pub when the second car arrived, and tents were hurriedly put up trying to beat the rain which was on its way. Unfortunately the rain arrived quickly, so the waterproofs were on and dinner cooked and hurredly eaten. We then headed to the pub to join the others, warm up and plan the next day, which was ‘on paper’ the better weather although there was some talk of forecasts having changed.   

Saturday started bright and promising, so keen to make the most of it, Peter, Aoife, Marianna, Andrew, Russ and Becky headed off to hike up Scafell Pike from the East side, parking just up Eskdale at Wha House. The path up to the ‘Great Moss’ was quiet and it felt good to be exploring a new part of the Lakes we hadn’t visited before.

Heading towards Scafell Pike, enjoying some quiet Lakeland paths

Beginning to gain height up the path by Cam Spout it was clear the weather was closing in, and by the time we reached the mountain rescue box definitely time for waterproofs, hats and gloves. We then joined the busy tourist path (overdressed compared to most!) to the summit, stopping for a quick photo before dropping down towards Broad crag to try and get out of the cold wind.

Not a day for hanging around on the top of England!

A unanimous decision to drop straight back down again was followed by a bit of searching for the correct path in the cloud to avoid some craggy ground. Then a straightforward march back the way we came, all cold, wet and thinking of the pub dinner that evening.

It's a rare day in the lakes when even the sheep look miserable!

Simon and Carmen meanwhile had headed west towards the coast, and managed to avoid the weather and enjoy some sunshine with a long circular walk over muncaster fell and back along the Esk valley. 

The campsite drying room was definitely getting good use that evening and after a welcome warm shower we headed to the pub to compare notes from the day. 

Sunday was brighter so after packing up camp, Peter, Aoife, Dave and Marianna headed to Ravenglass and took the Ravenglass and Eskdale Railway (La’al Ratty) back up to the end of the line at Dalegarth Station.

One for the steamtrain fans

Picking up ice creams from the station before beginning a pleasant walk back to Ravenglass, over Muncaster fell and stopping for lunch at Muncaster tarn which had some great waterlillies in flower. The afternoon took us through the grounds of muncaster castle and bird of prey centre (and more ice cream!) before checking out the roman bath house ruins on the outskirts of Ravenglass. Simon and Carmen also had a great day, tackling a ’Maprun’ orienteering course near Staveley. 

Water Lilies at Muncaster Tarn

A summer evening wander

Wednesday, November 30th, 2022

A good weather forecast led to a decent turnout for a weekday (Aug 10th 2022) walk from Bramham, organised by Ann. After a quick look in the Church we continued out of the village following some of the lanes between the fields. A varied walk followed taking in some woodland, footpaths and stopping for a bite to eat by a stream. We got a great view of a combine harvester taking the summer wheat harvest in, and finished with a pint in the sunshine at the village pub, a perfect summer evening!

Wainstones Evening

Friday, June 25th, 2021

We took advantage of a good forecast and late summer sunsets to make the longer drive up the A19 to the Wainstones on the north side of the moors. We were 8 by the time Jamie arrived.

For some of us it was the first time back on rock for quite some time, so took it steady and got back into the swing of things, with even the lower grades feeling tough on out-of-practice climbers. Some of this could have been down to some dubious grading in the variety of guidebooks old and new we had with us, or possibly the fact that at times we weren't exactly sure which routes we were on!

Anyway the sun stayed warm and there was just enough breeze to keep a full-on midge invasion at bay.  A few runners and walkers passed us on the Cleveland way as we enjoyed a pleasant evening ticking off some routes, capped off by a fantastic sunset. No idea who did what, although Jamie should get a special mention for persevering and figuring out the moves to get up Flake Wall and Crack (VD/HS/MVS/VS4b, depending which guide you consult) just as the light was beginning to fade and the evening cool down.

Great to be out enjoying an evening adventure again. 

some Wallpaper Simon found on the internet 🙂

pix © Simon Caldwell

Off our Trollers

Friday, June 18th, 2021

Mike, Marianne and I headed out on a grizzly morning with a promise of improving weather for a day of bolt clipping near Appletreewick in the Dales. We were not disappointed as the weather steadily improved

Trollers was already reasonably crowded when we arrived but importantly dry. Unfortunately midge nets were in evidence on many of the belayers on the harder routes. We climbed on the shorter easier right wall where there are a few 5 and 6as to keep us busy, swapping leads.

After Mike had onsighted a 6c we headed just around the corner to see if we could escape the midges at the 'Old Mans Wall' None of us had climbed there before but its more open and catches a bit more breeze meaning midge free.

We did a few 5s, 6as and 6b+ and cajoled Mikey onto a 7a, which of course he flashed. I foolishly suggested the route in the trees – which awoke the midges so after a quick ascent we ran away.

Trollers is by far the closest of the limestone crags being just beyond Bolton Abbey, about 40 miles away, free roadside parking in a beautiful valley, quite popular with walkers. Recommended outside midge season or if there is a good breeze.

Langdale Weekend

Thursday, June 17th, 2021
walkers on summit viewing hills
Bowfell summit

A group of us headed up to Greater Langdale for a camping weekend of cragging, biking, scrambling and walking. It felt great to be back in the hills after such a long, covid-enforced break, and we had accidentally picked a weekend of great weather. A whole bunch of people headed out on a big hill walk over Bowfell and various other peaks on Saturday, while others variously went scrambling up Dungeon Gill, attempted an enchainment of Langdale, and went cragging at Gimmer and Raven Crag.

Alan K Scrambling on Harrison Stickle
Alan K scrambling on Harrison Stickle
Jamie lead climbing route called Mendes VS at Ravens Crag
Jamie leading Mendes VS at Ravens Crag

Sunday started worryingly grey and damp, much to much to Jamies annoyance as he had arrived to catch us "for the better weather day" but all came good in the end, a small group started out early for a sociable valley walk while others went cragging again, to various parts of the Raven Crags, a wet scramble was had up Crinkle Gill and Gunson Knott, and the bikers went off for an ride.

All in all a really nice, sociable, covid safe weekend

Quick trip to the Cliff

Wednesday, June 16th, 2021
Richard on Low man

four of us made it to Almscliff last night in the first of hopefully weekly socially distanced evening meets outside. The sun was shining, as was the polish on the routes and it hasn't got any less steep in the last year!

Now we have very successful weekly walk events, the weekend camping the climbers are able to get together in small groups and enjoy the summer…

Herberts in Ibiza

Monday, July 9th, 2018

Hotel

At the beginning of May I went on a mountain biking trip to Ibiza. We were a party of eight including two from York Alpine Club.

The trip started well when the author narrowly missed having coffee poured over him twice but did not miss out, along with the other 100+ passengers, when when one of our party managed to delay our departure from Leeds Bradford Airport by three quarters of an hour

We flew out to Ibiza on a Jet 2 package holiday staying in a modest hotel in Santa Eularia on the south coast of the island.

On arrival we picked up our hire bikes, Orbea hardtail 29ers, new for the season and good value at 12 Euros a day.

Santa Eularia is packed with restaurants, evening meal on the first night was seafood paella 7/10.

Riding day one – We had with us a guidebook that purported to describe the best eight of the twenty or so signposted trails on the island. Route 20 was supposed to start from Santa Eularia but there were no signs anywhere. There was a route 5 which seemed to go our way so we followed it. The first part of the route followed the coast, sometimes new housing developments blocked our route, sometimes we lowered bikes down grade 2 scrambles. Cafe stop number one Cala de Boix, tuna salad 7/10. On the island there are a number of stone built watch towers and we took a detour to visit one at Valls. Crash number one, the author going rather quickly round a bend lost control and skidded on gravel, may have confused the brakes, which are the opposite way round in continental Europe. Fantastic gravel rash and later colourful bruises. After to the coast paths we followed quiet lanes back to Santa Eularia. On return we stopped at a bar on the main tree lined avenue in the centre of the town run by a Norwegian/Guatemalan couple – this bar became the obligatory post ride stop. Evening meal after much deliberation at a Michelin starred place costing twice as much as the previous night, but not twice as good.

Riding day two – Route 21 from our book, still no signs but similar to a Route 2. A very hot day particularly as we pushed our bikes up a steep dry river bed and past the second highest hill on Ibiza. If it had been the highest we would have made a detour to climb it. On the way down crash number two, the other YAC member this time – lots of noise, over the handlebars, bruises to body parts and a distant spec in a video. Cafe stop number one, St Joan 9/10, service included antiseptic and ice packs for our injured. After the cafe stop headed north to a a point from where we could see a lighthouse on the northernmost tip of the island. Thereafter superb single track to St Vincent and cafe stop number two, surf cafe, just drinks, no score. Back to our bar, then evening meal, pizza 8/10, ice cream cafe 8/10, Abba tribute band 1/10.

Riding day three – Followed a route 6 with a big climb/coastal scramble variation taking us anticlockwise from St Eularia to Cala Llonga – stone sculptures of a turtle and a salamanda on route in Cala Blanca. Terrain as hard as the first day. Great views out to sea (Not just of the naked sunbather in what they though would be a quiet secluded place, only to be disturbed by five mountain bikers). Cafe stop number one, beach, Cala Llonga, sardines, chips & salad 9/10. Tracks and cycle paths took us to cafe number two at St Gertrud(is)e, cakes 10/10. Tracks & quiet roads back to St E and our bar. Evening meal in “trendy” “organic” restaurant, food 9/10, island craft beer 10/10.

Day four – early start meant a quick dash to the hotel restaurant for breakfast things, flew home, no aircraft incidents. Make sure when travelling with a certain member of YAC they keep hold of their passport otherwise you might end up crawling on your belly down an aeroplane gangway looking for it.

It turned out to be a good idea to take the holiday as a package, flights, airport transfers, bed and as much as you can eat breakfast, no need for a hire car, good bikes, we flew out on a Monday and back on the following Friday.

GPX files of our routes are available, contact Peter Evans.

Maps are not as good as Ordnance Survey, we had to check our position with GPS several times.

There is a 200km mountain bike tour of the island for a next time. We will be going somewhere sometime for dry conditions in hot weather, after an inevitable wet and muddy British winter.

 

Mad Dogs and Englishwomen go climbing on Red Tarn Face …

Monday, February 5th, 2018

… but we didn't, we went to Brown Cove Crags.
On a stunning day Mike (being only slightly ill) & I (Rob being only slightly stupid and being awoken at 6.30 in PJs) responded to Dave W's call to hills and headed over to the Lakes. Parking in the layby we walked through Swirls car park – which is now free (well the machine has been busted for months apparently) and upto the cove in improving weather.

We were not sure what we'd find given the preceding week's weather, the crag certainly looked wintery. In reality, there was a smattering of new soft snow lying on top of waterlogged old snow that in places was great but mostly was only just ok. Some turf was hard but most was rubbish so we kept off the turfy buttresses.

We headed up a lean Central Gully mostly on our feet with an occasional gymnastic move off a hook. Towards the top we headed left across the buttresses which was fun. Nearly all done with 1 axe, Mike didn't bother with cramps. On top the weather was stunning and the views of the rising snowline on Skiddaw group picturesque. Dave and I descended Left Parallel Gully and came back up Right, both easy grade 1 plods with no real interest, but good to get the feel for the snow.

Back on top Mike had built a bollard and we did some skills revision (stompers, NZ stompers, bucket seats, buried axe and boot-axe belays and body belaying – as well as rope coiling to make Mike look like a professional alpinist. I then suggested to Mike we test his bollard by abbing down the gully, I was very suspicious of the size. As Mike weighs next to nought the abbing went ok but when I asked him to jump and pull on the rope it got a little more exciting. It was quite interesting watching the rope cutting through 3/4 of the bollard. Luckily I had him on a separate belay. Enlightening.

After some lunch, we strolled up to Helvellyn summit, observing the faces, lack of cornices etc, to see how the busy Red Tarn face was. We toyed with the idea of descending and doing a route but in the end, just watched the teams coming up and left in a bit of mist.

As we headed back along the ridge, we watched a young woman and mad dog (Duke I think) bounding up the face from the snow bowl. We were amazed at the Duke's performance and the woman looked clearly competent making short work of the snow slope which steepened a bit, no more than Grade 1 territory. We spoke briefly at the top as Duke ran around enthusiastically and we wandered off just as she called down to her male partner to check on him.

A nice stroll back down, observing a helicopter, and we were on the road fairly early and back in York for 7. Only then did we find out about the epic that unfurled behind us.

Apparently, the woman's husband got into difficulties with bendy boots on the headwall and requested help from nearby climbers (Wes). One of them grabbed a couple of axes and in his haste to reach the climber, tripped over his crampons and went head first down the snow bowl for 150m. He was rescued by his mates (while Alan Hinkes sorted the stranded climber out) and walked off the hill for while until feeling bad and calling MR out. A few busted ribs is all the long-term damage.

Quite a day for learning opportunities!

pix from Mike, Daves camera broke, I forgot mine in rush !