The Scafell Pike Challenge

Base Camp for Scafell Pike

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!

The theory was that by hiking in the day before and setting up camp at the foot of the mountain I would have dispensed with the long and tiring walk-in of around 7 miles and as an added bonus I would have spent a night camping in the wild in one of the most remote corners of England. Also to my advantage I figured would be the front row seat afforded me from my tent porch where I would be able to monitor the weather patterns swirling around the summit of Scafell Pike thus enabling me to make an informed decision whether or not to make  a dash for the summit on the day or cut my losses and head for home.

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Microadventure – A Cornish Adventure 2012

All good adventures have three parts to them; A Beginning, A Middle, and An End!

The Beginning!
We sped down the very tight and twisting country lane in Cornwall towards the tiny cove of Port Quin. We were sucked even tighter and twisted into our slightly ill-fitting wetsuits laden down with life jackets, helmets and a heavy amount of apprehension.

This was the beginning of our Cornish Microadventure which had been a year in the planning. The idea was a simple one, we would spend the morning Sea-Kayaking and Coasteering off the rugged Cornish coastline then go back to our campsite and pack our 65 Litre backpacks before trekking off for several miles down the coastline along the South West Coast Path until we found a suitable place to wild camp overnight before waking and carrying on a further fifteen miles or so down the coast to finish in The Watefront Inn at Portreath. Simple eh!

Now though the planning and arranging had ended and it was being replaced with some real and tangible fear. There was an acute sense of foreboding as we were about to throw ourselves mercilessly into the cold Atlantic sea on this very early and not to mention nippy morning.

The Three Amigos: James, Andy & Paul (silly ill-fitting helmet obligatory)

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