Another year draws towards its close and so ends another chapter in my ongoing collection of travel adventures.
It’s sometimes all too easy to feel that we may not have achieved even half of what we set out to do at the start of the year, trips that fell through, weather blighted days in the hills and mountains, places that did not live up to expectations etc, etc.
A long while ago I decided upon a challenge that took several years to realise. The plan was a simple one, hike to the most remote area in the Cumbrian Mountains known as Great Moss, wild-camp out overnight, then in the morning have an attempt at the summit of England’s highest mountain Scafell Pike!
“There can be no more compelling way to connect with a foreign land than to walk on the soil, sand and rock that comprises it’s landscape. Nor can there be any better way to meet the local people than to walk in their footsteps and among them, on their own terms, instead of being tied to roads, train-tracks and cityscapes.” – Andrew Mazibrada
After a first successful venture into the Welsh hills a couple of weeks ago it was once again time to hike on up into the Brecon Beacons and test some of my kit, and of course myself, in preparation for my imminent trip to Iceland to trek the Laugavagur Trail.
This time happily though I would not be alone, my microadventure buddy Andy would be joining me having driven up the day before from Cornwall ready to also test himself in the mountains and join me on my mad-cap trip.