- Skill up navigation (NNAS Silver Award: done, Gold training: Oct 10/11)
- Get outdoor first aid certificate (Apr 19)
- Obtain D1 license
- Do 20+ Quality Mountain Days
- Book Mountain Leader Training (prerequisite: 20+ QMDs)
Monday, 23 March 2015
Becoming a Walking Group / Mountain Leader
Monday, 16 March 2015
More Bearings, More Pacing
In the middle of the night the heating started making funny noises. Very LOUD funny noises. I turned it off, which stopped the disturbance... for about an hour. Arg. Plus: Even turned off it felt as if on full blast. So I was sweating on a too soft bed with a loud heating. I had a fantastic night.
Breakfast options were the usual, at least they had gluten-free sausages. They still tasted like there was some kind of grain in them, but I'm being picky here. I was just knackered craving for a cappuccino when there was only normal coffee. Blergh.
Headed back from Hathersage to Foolow for my day two on the Navigation Award Course. New people on it. A walking group from Sheffield and guess what... two Germans among them. Ha!
Spent about 5 hours outside walking up a hill and then over another moor practising more pacing and taking a bearing.
Me and Steve with whom I teamed up for an exercise found the stone circle we were supposed to find in the middle of a sea of heather after pacing 350m metres, taking a bearing from the map first. We were pretty much bang on right in the middle of the stone circle after 350m. Wow. And you could really only see it, when you were right inside it. No way you can find it any other way. Was good fun, although a bit nippy, but no rain or the promised snow shower.
I got my Silver certificate at the end and feel now a lot more confident using my map and compass to navigate to a certain point. Still, there's so much more I'd like to learn. Like adjusting my bearing when I have to circumvent obstacles or navigating in zero visibility. I have more options now for those situations, but still want to keep on learning, going for the Gold award later this year to make me a navigation pro!
Taking a Bearing and Counting Steps
I had slept reasonably well at the YH in Stratford being all alone in a room with three bunkbeds... until late when I got a fellow inhabitant who was coughing loudly halfway through the night. Arg.
I've seen quite a few of the YHA hostels now and have to admit, they've all been spotlessly clean with good facilities, very friendly staff and a bargain price. Many feature bars and restaurants and I'm akways happy to book with them. The only downside is that you don't know who's sharing a dorm with you. 99% of people I met where very nice and had some interesting stories to tell and you can always book a private room.
Set off at 7:30am and arrived almost exactly two hours later in Foolow, a tiny village near Eyam. Every single house built with limestone it reminded me a lot of those beautiful Cotswolds villages.
Met our instructor on the green in the centre and spent the next hour an a half in the small village hall learning about maps, scales, compasses and how to take a bearing with four other students. We then headed out over some fields, put our knowledge of how to take a bearing to good use and learned how to measure 100 metres by counting our steps and getting familiar with our own stride.
The promised rain didn't show up and after lunch br.eak at the class room we were out again further practicing our newly acquired skills on a walk over moorland.
I've used maps before but mainly to match features on it to my surroundings and I used a compass only to walk into a general direction. I know how long I take on a stretch of a 1:50k map, but now I'm able to do this much more efficient. I can uses features around me to more or less judge exactly where I am on a map and can navigate to certain places that are not yet visible over pathless ground.
Drove over to Hathersage, checked in at the Little John Hotel, which is all Robin Hood themed to occupy Maid Marian's Room, ha! People who are familiar with my former alter ego will understand why I was quite excited about this. The room is absolutely amazing and spacious. Watched the rugby as it was too busy downstairs in the pub and went there for food afterwards. Plates looked generally good. The steak I ordered was a disappointment though. Dry and nearer to well done than to medium-rare a ordered. Boo. Still, nice place. Will retire now to my posh room and watch some telly, not giving in to the urge to play some pool at the table here, hehe. Such a good cloth they have on it.
Friday, 13 March 2015
Another Box Checked
Having been in my new job for only two weeks so far I enjoyed my first short Friday in ages! I had collected a few hours of overtime so that I could leave no later than 2pm headed north for my first of a few trips to the Peak District. I had booked my weekend well in advance not knowing if I'd be still in my old job which would've made an early finish close to impossible. So I had only booked me a hotel for Sat night. Getting accomodation now on short notice for a reasonable price was looking for a needle in a haystack. I ended up choosing the YHA hostel in Stratford-upon-Avon for Fri night. This way a very early start from Bristol on Sat changed to an early start from Stratford. Plus I could visit another place I've never been to before.
Arrived at the hostel which is situated in a massive white manor house at 4pm sharp, put a shirt on my bed to render it mine (couldn't find my towel) and walked half an hour into town in beautiful sunshine. They had given me a map at the hostel, but I only quickly glanced at it, then tucked it away and just walked around. I've seen far more British towns and cities than German ones but Stratford was still special in its high number of well preserved 16th century buildings.
I roamed the few streets that make up the centre as shops were closing, paid the Holy Trinity Church a visit as the sun was vanishing behing the rooftops. Past an authentic looking Chinese and saw some people sharing a hot pot inside. Ever since I saw one of those on a tv food program I wanted to have it. But so far no Chinese had the real one. Arg.
Went for a pint at The Old Thatch first and enjoyed a pint of Seafarers Ale, the first ale I liked enough to drink a whole pint. After telling my boyfriend - who is as keen on having hot pot as me - about that Chinese, I went back there to get a menu leaflet. We decided to pay them a visit on our way from home the Peak District over Easter.
Walked back to the hostel in the dark. Was good to see another place, but unless you want to see Shakespeare's birthplace and his theatre and his daughter's house and his tomb, there's not much to see and do. Still good opportunity to tick Stratford off the list.
Tomorrow I'll head to Foolow near Hathersage for a two day navigation course. Will go home with the NNAS Silver Award as proof of my skills. I feel quite confident in using map and compass but am more than happy to fill some gaps and learn how to navigate in bad conditions when a map is of little use.
Looking at the weather forecast we may get lucky with heavy rain and moderate visibility at most on Sunday. Haha.