Sunday 18th October - Return to the scene of the crime

A late afternoon blast on the Consiton Fells to shake off a few cobwebs and so that Sue could put a few miles into her new boots. It seemed like a good idea to revisit the cwm under Brim Fell Rake where Dugal spent a happy few hours thinking about sunshine, food and other happy thoughts last February!
A good choice - we only saw three other people once we got into the walk, and not a soul once on the ridge and over the Old Man. Super views over Coniston towards Ulverston and Morecombe Bay, arriving back at the car just as the light went. The verdict? Sue is happy with her boots and Dugal enjoyed his tea, as did Bruce; both collapsed into their baskets on arriving home. Not unlike Sue and I really...

Thurs & Fri 15th / 16th October

Lots of First Aid and Incident Management stuff, broken limbs, shock, blood and gore everywhere. Just another typical few days at Dallam...
Having spent a half day going through much of the REC2 course syllabus it was off into the woods where there were plenty of casualties waiting for us (and a party of primary school kids and staff looking very concerned). Coming across a climber with a broken fib & tib and his badly shocked partner was pretty straightforward - until the rockface that he'd fallen from began to collapse around us. It's surprising how quickly priorities change: a quick pick through our kit and an improvised stretcher (bivvy bag) appeared for a quick and dirty evacuation, followed by some "linear origami" resulting in a full-on stretcher from a 50m climbing rope. Padding this out with a couple of Karrimats and co-opting another couple of climbers and we were off for a brew in no time.
Friday was a wet one. Literally. Pinned kayaks, broached canoes, entrapped paddlers; you name it, we hummed it. The last set-up, sprung as a complete surprise, involved a pinned canoe, a paddler crushed between it and the rocks above an undercut, vertical bank. On the far bank from where we were working.
I reckon that getting the paddler out of the entrapment, assessed, splinted, onto a "stretcher", assessed again and moved to safety inside 20 minutes was no mean feat. Certainly faster than the ambulance would have arrived and entertaining for the dog-walkers at Devil's Bridge. Hopefully I'll never have to do it for real, but it's good to know that the tools are in the box.

Monday 12th October - Irony or what?

Well, quite a day. Back into work after 7 weeks off following my hernia op, all ready for the RTW interview followed by handing in THAT letter. Sadly it was not to be; no Nigel, no Richard so it by that most impersonal means - email - that I tendered my letter of resignation to HR. Oh well I could have sent it in by text! I'll look forward to talking with the guys when they are back at t'mill.

Now, none of that is partcularly ironic I hear you mutter. How about this then: I've been watching what I eat over the past few weeks. Not going mad and certainly not abstaining totally from chocolate so, when I stepped on the scales this evening, I was more than chuffed to see that I've dropped getting on for half a stone. Still short of where I want to be but well chuffed! Then as I bent over to pick up a towel, the arse of my jeans let rip, opening up just like a burst banana, right across my right cheek. I blame it on my wallet...

If exercise isn't the answer, try snoozing in a sweatsuit

(or under a pair of terriers!)

Thur & Fri 8th / 9th October - Inside out?

Thursday: bright, sunny and lots of water in the rivers after a decent dump of rain on Wednesday. Perfect for a day on the water so here we go - sitting in lectures all day studying synoptic charts, surfing weather-related websites to gather Met. info and forecasting weather. Never again will I feel inadequate when faced with a quasi-static occlusion or returning Polar maritime air mass...

Friday arrived, bright to begin but cold and windy (but at least I know why!) so I was doubly glad that my drysuit arrived back complete with new neck seal! Off to Kirby Lonsdale again but with the prospect of a drop more water than last week. And so it was - at least 4" deeper so the flat water was moving and the moving water was moving slightly faster. Still, a top day, lots of input on my coaching style / techniques and, having carried upstream a ways, some real skills work on moving water with virtually complete beginners.

Have arranged a regular lift with Ben (Ulverston) so good craic on the journey in and out from now on!

Andy has his first taste of moving water in a kayak

Friday 2nd October - Yorkshire Pudding (nearly!)

After the sunshine yesterday we thought that our day climbing would have more of the same. However, this is Cumbria and so it was solid overcast, cold, wet and windy. Ingleton Climbing Wall beckoned...

I'd not previously been to this wall, but knew that Inglesport (gear shop) and the cafe next door were well worth a visit, so another result as far as I was concerned! The pies were excellent ...

A good day out, plenty of climbing, ran through my SPA rigging work and spent much of the morning working with folk new to the game, tying-in and belaying basics then supervising as they each climbed, bottom roping and leading, and belayed each other. Good feedback / critique from Steve at end of the day; had plenty of time for that due to RTA blocking the road home!

How is that fat git going to get up there?

Thursday 1st October - What the Devil....

Sunshine, warm and no wind, do we climb or do we paddle? As it turned out, after some classroom faffing, we split into 4 "cell" of 4 and then 2 cells either climbed or paddled...

Once I'd got my kit from the car and blagged a Fluid Solo, moved the seat back about a foot and slung it onto the trailer, I had time to straighten out my diary, have a bite to eat and a snooze before the bus was loaded and we set off for Kirby Lonsdale, River Lune at Devil's Bridge. Faff is going to become such a large part of my life!
Still, playing in boats in the sunshine is never a bad thing (canoes don't count) and all turned out well. Mark did some warm-up stuff and we played a few ball games before he let me loose for some flat water coaching practise.

Mark briefs some of the group

Frankie concentrates hard

After lunch it was onto (only just) moving water for more coaching - ferry gliding, breaking out / in - and more competitive ball games. All had a good day with lots of learning and confidence growing throughout.

Some enjoyed it all just a little too much....

"Here's Johhny"!