14 hours ago

That feeling when you wake up and realise it's snowed in the night never gets old. It did make me very glad I'd bought snow chains, had a lot of food with me and wasn't camping! ๐Ÿคฃ An entertaining end to a fab weekend a few months ago now! at Bullpot Farm

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5 days ago

When I tell people I'm going caving, they usually imagine I'm going underground, but this is not always the case. "Going Caving" can be a euphemism for: โ˜‘๏ธ Eating large quantities of French cheese โ˜‘๏ธ Fitting small people into a large cauldron โ˜‘๏ธ Dancing with lasers to McFly til 5am โ˜‘๏ธ Going into BPOTW to take some April fools day photos of climbing holds "bolted" in the entrance Of course it can also mean serious underground trips, but at NCHECC, it didn't really mean that for me! ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚ at Bullpot Farm

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30 days ago

"I won't need that!" she said as we walked towards the beach, the throwline dangling from my hands. - "The waves look pretty big", I said, trying not to put her off. "I know my limits" she retorted. I knew mine - anywhere within a 20metre throw. (What I knew that she didn't, was that I was just as likely to throw it behind me as I was to hit any distressed swimmer in a deep blue sea.) I huddled deeper into my down jacket and watched the wind trying to turn a wayward bikini into a kite. I shivered. Looking out to sea, the waves did look bigger, and I thought I spotted a pair of eyes... It was a stormy Sunday, and this tiny strip of Cornish sand might be the only slightly sheltered from the swell. Ellen was going in. She wanted to chance it. She surged in. The waves surged up. The shriek was unmistakable but not unexpected. She was in! And then the eyes reappeared. Just a few metres away, a friendly furry nose poked out of the water. She was swimming with a seal! -- A few minutes later, she got out. My throwline was where it had been all along.I was huddled deeper into my jacket. The seal gone to see about some smells of storm-washed shellfish. The magical moment was over. at Porthgwarra

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1 month ago

It was a cold clear night. We were going swimming outside. I shivered. Was this really a good idea? As we slipped into the heated pool at Hathersage, it was as though we were entering a different dimension. With stars above, blue water ahead and conversation beside, we started social swimming... ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ Time stopped. Stars moved. I pushed out for another length. And then it was time to get out. Ending, almost as abruptly as it had begun. -- A considerable contrast to my unintentional usual swimming down rocky rapids. Thanks to Ceri for helping hatch the adventure! at Hathersage Open Air Heated Swimming Pool

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1 month ago

Before I arrived, I've got to admit, I was nervous. Would SWWK in a group of 40 work? Would it be a massive faff-fest? Would people be friendly? I shouldn't have doubted. Jamie made sure we kept running, it was one of the most on-time, effective, self organising groups I've ever seen and everyone - at all skill levels seemed really up for paddling. Jamie presided over everything, Dan brought his silent disco, Ronnie helped with boat transport, Danger encouraged me down some mildly munchy moments. When I needed help with a spare wheel, Rich was there to offer tools and moral support. When I needed a lift, Alex happily offered his van! When we needed someone to get Jamie a beer, there was Angus. If we needed someone to say thank you to whilst someone claimed they'd done "nothing", Cliff wasn't far away! Of course my paddling pals Eleanor and Michelle were there in force (or at least as a pair and paddling hard). There are almost too many fantastic people to mention, Nick, Andy, Kim, Dave, Abi, Wayne... the list goes on. I guess what I'd say is that if you're wondering whether you should go on a Slightly WhiteWater Kayaking weekend... Just say yes and put your name down! Oh, and a personal highlight: battle rolling mid-rapid at Tees Barrage. Yaas ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช at Stockton, Stockton-On-Tees, United Kingdom

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1 month ago

Low Force finally lets me run it. When I first saw Low Force, I was near the start of paddling. I was in awe, but frightened. When I saw it next, I watched other people show how it was possible. I was still scared, but I said next time.. next time. With Dean and Amy's support, the next time I beatered down in style, pencilling in and popping my deck to become yet another anonymous swimmer. This time, with Danger cheering from the top and Wayne shouting encouragement from the bottom, I managed something that some people would call a boof, and something else that other people might refer to as a landing. Not perfection, but practice makes progress. Can't wait to go back now ๐Ÿค” Thanks SWWK and specifically Jamie for making it happen! Photos by @del_likes_kayaking / @flower_girl_1101 & Dave Turnbull at Low Force Waterfall

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1 month ago

The best things about working remotely are avoid commuting and working where you are most productive. Oh, and dogs. This is Meg ๐Ÿ˜, my mum's Staffordshire Bull Terrier whose second favourite thing is snuggling next to me whilst I get some work done. (Maybe her favourite thing is greeting me enthusiastically for 20 minutes when I walk through the door!) Photo by @ellencetera at Glossop

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1 month ago

When most people go away, they have to: ๐Ÿ˜ต choose what things to bring, ๐Ÿ’ผ pack it all up ๐Ÿ“… plan where they'll stay ๐Ÿš† arrange transport ๐Ÿ›๏ธ book accommodation It gets complicated, stressful and expensive very quickly. I'm lucky to be able to just drive there, with all my stuff, ready to go. If plans change and I can do something outdoors, or I can do an extra hour of work - I can get straight to it. I'm always prepared. It's been 3 years and 10 months since I moved into my van, and I'll keep going til it stops being fun! P.s. ask me anything in the comments โคต๏ธ at Lecht Ski Centre

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1 month ago

"My dream is to swim in an icy-lake" is something I don't think I've ever said. But as we were driving past Aviemore, Ellen (who is not used to snow) mentioned she wanted to. A gleaming opportunity presented itself. Most people would dip their toes in, contemplate their life choices and choose tea rooms over an ice bath. Or maybe that's just me. Ellen dipped her toes in... and then went off to get changed. As she walked in, the ice clinked around her thighs, and the landscape itself shrieked as it got deeper. And then it stopped. No matter how far she walked, the lake stayed about waist deep, never really deep enough for swimming! ๐Ÿ˜… After a disappointing dunk, she walked back to the van, feeling slightly let down by the lake. "I don't feel I've done it, I didn't swim in it." So the dream is still a dream and the icy lakes remain unconquered. at Loch Garten

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1 month ago

I Skye with my little eye, the Cuillin ridge! When I first visited the Isle of Skye, I was blown away by the huge rocky mountains rose out of moorland right by the sea. It was bigger, spikier and more rugged than anywhere I'd been before. My first trip was my first of many and now Skye is place of great adventure, amazing memories and a disconcerting number of close calls ๐Ÿ˜… So it was fantastic to take Ellen to Glen Brittle, pootle around (not in!) the Fairy Pools and look up at the ridge and remember... at Isle of Skye

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2 months ago

When I first met swiped right on Ellen, "have you been to the Scottish highlands?" wasn't on the tip of my tongue. Maybe it should have been! Ellen lives in Penzance which means it takes ages to get to places that aren't Devon or Cornwall. It is faster to get to France than to Scotland! I've loved the mountains that rise up into the clouds, the almost domesticated deer and the miles of moorland since long before I moved into the van. So when Ellen agreed to let me show her the northern wildlife, rivers and peaks, the first place we stopped was Glen Etive. at Glen Etive

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2 months ago

As the Climbing Clan woke up on the Sunday morning of the last weekend trip they were keen to get outside and make use of the location. A scramble in Llyn Idwal was selected, bags were packed, faffing was coordinated in earnest - perfectly timed so the first person out of the door experienced not gentle drizzle, but relentless torrential rain. The scramble was off. Scrambling for a plan B, we unracked our kit and wracked our brains for an alternative option. Rather than being bored, we headed to the Boardroom in Queensferry, where Jake showed us the warmth, the welcome and the most terrifying walls his homelands had to offer. When we headed back to Manchester that evening, we were tired... and happy to be dry! ๐Ÿ˜Š at The Boardroom Climbing

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2 months ago

Our February Climbing Clan weekend trip was to the Caseg Fraith hut in the Ogwen valley. With 3-4 new to seconding routes outside, we did some training on Little Tryfan before heading to Craig Y Tonnau for more routes and some top roping. It's so rewarding watching people who thought they'd find climbing real rock terrifying, not find fear as much of a thing as they thought. at Tryfan North Face

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2 months ago

Throwback to when The Climbing Clan celebrated LGBT history week with one of our ultra welcoming Climbing and Cake events. @jake_taylor_jones told us what it was like to grow up without allies in his little Welsh town and reminded us we could bring our Climbing Clan welcome and openness to people looking for a little support. We sold rainbow shoelaces to LGBT-allies and raised a little bit of money for @the_proud_trust - a Manchester LGBTQ+ support charity. There were rainbow cookies, a Rainbow cake, and Rhiannon's magic bisexual cupcakes! Here is Rebecca magnificently modelling the shoelaces before they went to their forever-homes on the feet of our group! Our next ultra-welcoming Climbing Clan and cake is on the 3rd of April. Join us? ๐Ÿ˜Š Drop me a message! at Manchester Climbing Centre

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2 months ago

Fun run with Eleanor and Michelle down the Usk into Brecon! They're normal kayaking friends, promise! at Brecon

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2 months ago

Caving fun in the sun (and snow!) Wonderful time on a snowy weekend at SWCC tagging onto a training and photography trip through OFD2! I feel like OFD2 is now my favourite cave, and so this might be my favourite caving trip? ๐Ÿ˜ฎ So much gratitude to the team for having me along and a particular shout out to Thanush for the incredible cave-photos! at South Wales Caving Club

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3 months ago

Throwback to a wonderful winter walk with Geoff and his dog Islay just before Geoff did something INCREDIBLE after months of planning! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ A few years ago, a stranger called Jamie messaged Geoff on twitter asking for advice about outdoor gear. Geoff being Geoff, suggested, "why don't we do a wild camp together, and I can share some thoughts with you?" โ›บ The camping trip came and went well, and time past whilst Geoff watched as Jamie's health got worse until he was on dialysis. ๐Ÿ˜“ One day, Geoff wondered if there was anything he could do to help one of our #OutdoorsFamily. โ›ฐ๏ธ He got to work... Months later, after days of blood, tears and anxiety...๐Ÿค• Geoff is back from hospital and Jamie is off dialysis! ๐Ÿค” Geoff gave Jamie one of his kidneys. ๐Ÿ’œ I feel so lucky to know Geoff (and his incredibly supportive wife Chrissie and dogs Islay and Pebbles).๐Ÿ˜ As our #outdoorsfamily friend James rightly says "he's still a twonk" ๐Ÿ˜‰ and if a twonk like Geoff can do this, you might be surprised what you can do. ๐Ÿ˜Š -- Photos of Islay @geoffcrowther1 [twitter] on Lantern Pike and shoulders of moor near Little Hayfield at Hayfield

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3 months ago

When I tell people I go caving... they ask me why... and this is what I tell them.

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