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Richard Payne Meet 2023

Thursday, March 16th, 2023

As the 3-day Laggan meet grew near, were were treated to the traditional mega-thaw that put paid to any thoughts of winter climbing, and to make matters worse Storm Otto was on its way.

But luckily worst of it came through overnight Thursday, so with a late start and staying away from the highest tops we managed a fine loop over Creag Ruadh, a Graham above the head of Loch Laggan. Breezy on the tops but with plenty of sun, and the showers mostly passed us by.

Return was via the Pictish fort of Dum-da-lamh, making a nice relaxing circuit of just over 7 miles. Well worth doing for a shortish day out.

Some snow was forecast overnight at higher levels, but we weren't expecting to wake up to find snow lying on the ground outside the hut! After a swift adjustment of plans, we headed off en masse to traverse Creag Meagaidh. We started from the SW end of the hill at Moy, having left a car at Aberarder.

Passing a small lochan we tackled Creag na Caillaich direct, possibly unwisely at it was very steep with some loose scrambling – probably better approached via a dogleg to the left. But at least it gave us plenty of excuses to stop and look at the views, clouds swirling around and below us, with blue sky above, and even a fogbow. A long ridge then took us gradually up to the summit, sadly the clouds rolled in just below the top and that was it for views.

But old hard snow and ice on the summit plateau at least gave us an opportunity to use crampons, rather than just carrying them round all day as usual. A steep descent through the Window (where crampons were indispensable) was then followed by a long walk out to the car park. Less than 11 miles but felt a lot more!

The next day was supposed to be mild and wet, and so it proved. So some of us went for a run round the woods where the Wolftrax MTB centre is situated (accidentally running up then down a red bike run – luckily not meeting any cyclists). Jamie took the more sensible option of cycling round the same runs, while everyone else stayed indoors!

All in all another great meet!

Some more photos here

A week too late?

Thursday, February 2nd, 2023

As is traditional, the weekend before our January meet saw the Welsh hills covered in snow, but a turbo thaw soon put paid to that. But at least we had light winds, dry days, and even a bit of sunshine.

We were staying in the Cae'r Frân hut, a new one to the club, set high above Llanberis on the slopes of Snowdon. a 5 minute walk from the road. Plenty of space due to prior engagements and last minute cancellations, but there'd have been lots of room even if full.

On Saturday we walked up Snowdon, but obviously just going the quick way would be no fun at all, so I planned an extended route via Moel Eilio, descending to Rhyd Ddu, then ascending the rather fine south ridge. Return was via the Llanberis path, a total of about 17 miles and 1700m ascent. Tough going, my estimated 8 hours was out be almost 2!

The next day we fancied something easier, so I worked out a circuit of Llyn Padarn. We detoured to the summit of Cefn Du to take advantage of the sunny views, which promptly disappeared into the clag as we arrived.

The rest of the route should have been easy, but that reckoned without the vagaries of Welsh public footpaths, with several not there at all, others blocked by walls and bogs. Once we got to the lake shore though we entered the Padarn Country Park and lots of well waymarked routes. Dodging some orienteers, we paused to investigate Dolbadarn Castle before returning to the hut.

A really good hut, we'll definitely return.

Cheers!

New Year 2022/3

Tuesday, January 10th, 2023

For this New Year's meet the 26th to the 1st YAC members headed to Mill Cottage, the mountaineering Scotland hut located near Feshiebridge on the edge of the Cairngorms.

The forecast looked a bit mixed but in the end was much better than expected with some fresh snowfall and two amazing blue sky days with beautiful views of the hills.

13 Members attended with a whole range of activities taking place including skiing, mountain biking, road biking, hill walking, mountaineering, trail running and cold water swimming!

They say a picture is worth 1000 words, so here are some photos!

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!

A snowy weekend in Crianlarich

Wednesday, March 16th, 2022

Two years after our last trip to Scotland, it was probably inevitable that this one would be a sell-out. Less predictable was whether the weather would cooperate, and it wasn't looking promising for a while with a series of storms crossing the country.

But for once, things worked out well, with Eunice's winds confined to England on Friday, we instead had a day of heavy snow.

The sensible majority stayed low, taking the train to Bride of Orchy and walking back to the hut along the West Highland Way.

The foolhardy five (Marianna, Liz, Russ, Carmen and myself) set off to climb a pair of Corbetts between Killin and Lochearnside. An easy start along the disused railway path soon gave way to a trackless ascent up deep powder-strewn slopes towards the first hill, Creag Mac Rainach. Going was slow, very slow, and it soon became clear that the planned continuation to Meall an t-Seallaidh was a hill too far. But we persevered as far as the first summit, the winds steadily increasing, and we eventually reached the cairn where we lay for a minute or two, too windy to stand, before retreating back the way we came.

Saturday was a different day. Originally forecast to be a repeat of Friday's weather, the Met Office changed on Friday night to suggestions of some clear skies, sunshine even, and a 70% chance of cloud-free Munros. So plans were made…

The day dawned to weather that exceeded our best expectations, with clear blue skies, almost no wind, and wall-to-wall sunshine!

Carmen, Liz and I went for another Corbett, Beinn nan Oighreag (between the Munros of Meall Ghaoraidh and Meall nan Tarmachan) with a view to continuing west over Meall Ghaordaidh if time allowed. Of course, time did not allow, as it was another day of wading through powder, with more delays courtesy over finding a way across some icy streams.

Stopping for regular photos, we eventually reached the summit some 2 hours over guidebook time. The continuation looked like it could be even slower, and with some very loaded slopes near the top, but luckily the clock had already decided that we wouldn't attempt it. As it was, we didn't get back to the car until 5pm, and our decision was vindicated as it started to rain on the drive back to the hut.

Meanwhile, most of the others walked/waded up Meall Ghaoraidh and had a similarly magnificent day, with some sledging (bum sliding) on the way back down.

And as quickly as it had arrived, the fine weather was gone. Heavy rain overnight led to a massive thaw right up to summit level. Russ went for a short run up the West Highland Way, everyone else stayed inside until the drive home. But all in all, a superb weekend, the sort of conditions that make all the rainy days worthwhile!

Yesterday this was a snowy field

Newlands Valley

Sunday, December 12th, 2021

The Carlisle Climbing Club hut in the Newlands Valley is a bit of a throwback to a bygone age of (Victorian) endeavour! Hard to get to, a two kilometre track at the end of a narrow country lane, no electricity so heating by a pot bellied stove only, and lighting by gas lamps! These hardships only added to the experience of the few hardy members who attended the meet.

Six members: Karl and Jayne, Richard, Alan, Simon and Carmen,  met up on Friday night and were joined by Rebecca on Saturday morning.

The weather was grim at valley level in the morning. Richard headed off for the tops around Grizedale while Karl nobly volunteered to stay in the hut to mither the stove before eventually venturing out up the valley towards Dale head. The rest headed off down the valley to scale the Cat Bell/ Maiden Moor/High Spy ridge, heading south into increasingly wintry weather, eventually battling up Dale Head and Hindscarth, where the weather was horizontal wet snow.

Everyone returned to a very warm hut and whilst Simon and Carmen returned to York for a music gig followed by a running event in the Peak District on Sunday, and Rebecca went home to Ambleside; the four remaining got stuck into the food. Mexican Tortillas to start from Richard, Mexican Chili from Karl and Jayne and finally not Mexican but Yorkshire Fat Rascals from Alan. All slept well!!!

The morning came with much clearer weather. Richard went off to do some Wainwrights near Skiddaw. Alan had a great day on Blencathra where although the sky was blue there was a strong cold wind and blowing snow which was laying and compacting well. Jayne and Karl planned to go biking in Grizedale but eventually made the right decision to also venture onto the slopes of Blencathra and some spectacular views.

A good meet in a remote and atmospheric hut. Everybody got out and did stuff despite the weather. Just as it should be.

Mid Wales

Friday, October 1st, 2021

Originally scheduled for last year, we finally managed our planned return to the excellent Bryn Hafod hut in the beautiful Cym Cywarch valley. We'd hoped to climb on the Cywarch crags, perhaps even managing an ascent of Doom from which we retreated on our last visit due to wet rock. But heavy rain over the previous couple of days ruled that out, so on Saturday, 6 of us drove west to Cadair Idris for a climb or scramble (depending on conditions) on the Cyfrwy Arete.

The cloud was low as we approached, but there was a team high up on the crag and the rock was dry, so we decided to stick with Plan A, which was Table Direct (VDiff) followed by the arete itself (Diff). Reduced to 5 courtesy of Karl's dodgy knee we climbed as a 2 and a 3, Carmen and I going first.

The VDiff seemed easier than the Diff that followed but the climbing was good throughout. The cloud lifted and the sun came out, with some good views of the crowds on the tourist path, but we met just one other pair on the crag.

After sitting in the sun for a while, we decided to head for the summit. From there we walked out to the subsidiary top of Mynydd Moel and back, hoping to bump into the others on the return. Of course the clouds dropped as we approached the descent path so we headed down the killer screes and back via Fox's Path to the car park, where we met the others picking blackberries.

Meanwhile Pete and Aoife went for a walk in the Arans above the hut – misty on the tops but stayed dry and they almost had the hills to themselves. And Ann and Pete went mountain biking round Lake Vyrnwy – I don't have details but tea shops were probably involved!

The traditional over-eating duly followed with a chunky soup from Pete E, Mexican tortillas from Pete B, and a rhubarb and newly-foraged blackberry cake from Pete W.

The next day the same 6 headed for Barmouth Slabs for a spot more climbing, but without the long walk in. The rain started as we parked the cars. Light at first, it stayed light until we'd decided to climb anyway and were almost at the top of the first routes. It then became heavier, but most of us decided to keep climbing anyway and managed another route in the pouring rain (fine leads by Carmen and Rob) before running away. Not quite what we'd hoped for but fun in a type 2 sort of way! A nice crag, if polished, one to return to in better weather sometime.

Pete and Aoife went for a very wet run along the Mawddach trail from Barmouth towards Dolgellau. The sun came out so they went to the beach and Pete had a swim in the sea before the rain returned so determined to enjoy their 'day at the seaside' they bought chips and then went to the amusements!

All in all, another excellent meet. And we still need to return to the hut so we can manage an ascent of Doom!

Some more photos here