To some the Rab MM may be no big deal but being a Navigationally challenged shuffler, it still puts 'the fear' into me.
Apparently this is a good thing and is normal. A mixture of excitement and trepidation is what I am supposed to feel. Sports psychologists probably have a word for this, bricking it or shitting me sen, is what we used to say when I were a lad.
With just one week to go, it was too late for any serious training so we just headed up to Edale for a Sunday morning stagger. If we had headed up a day earlier, we could have bumped into seasoned mountain marathoner and top smudger Kate. Never mind maybe see you at the Rab?
|This one is for Jessie.|
I am guessing its the work of pacifist sheep.
|Nick nick, from the Nab|
Thankfully Billy knows what the squiggly lines on the map mean. I switched off when he started going on about aspect of contour.
|Cooling off in Jaggers Clough|
Jaggers clough is named after the weathered, gritstone rock formations that resemble the skin of ageing Rolling Stones front-man, Mick 'the cragger' Jagger. Of course the stones below are not really named after Mick Jagger. Those rocks are on Crookstone Knoll ;)
|Everyone's a winner (Win Hill)|
A slightly dfferent kind ofWobble
Bonkers Bassmeister Jah Wobble and the beautiful voice of Sinead O'connor