A full on tour of of the tiny country of Montenegro. Our guide Ana and her driver took us through Kotor up the serpentine 25 switchback road, to the local palace and then onto a local winery(oh yes), before finishing the day on a boat trip.
There is wine tasting, or WINE Tasting. In a family owned organic winery which has been in the family since 1921, where they make everything, wine, jams, honey, raki, you name it, they do it.
When it came to the wine tasting they plonked 3 white and 3 red bottles on the table and invite you to drink it all! And the about 12 different varieties of raki.
As part of Mrs Fogg’s birthday treat (yes her birthday extends weeks if not months past the sell by date), I arrange overnight accommodation and an 11 course tasting menu (with accompanying wine) at the 2 Michelin Star Angel at Hetton in the Yorkshire Dales.
The food is simply amazing and after 4 hours with what seemed endless food and wine, we are stuffed. Just time now for a wafer thin mint!
When we went inWhen we came out
And just in case 11 courses ain’t enough, a further 3 for breakfast! But no wine this time.
What better day to do the gruelling Yorkshire three peaks than 21st June. The summer solstice offers the longest daylight opportunity….oh and this year the hottest day too? A perfect option then to do the 24 mile charity walk with 34 other NorthCare charity fundraisers and an army of other groups.
We gathered at 06:45 to sign in ready for the safety briefing. All good so far – won’t need to carry waterproof trousers, ditch the map, must carry 1.5 litres of water and drink it regularly
The route
On then to depart at 07:15 to hike up the first summit to Pen-y-Gent. We were a group of 5 ladies, a last minute addition from another colleague who was having a water bladder emergency (you know a water container, not what your brain started thinking). It was soon clear we all had very different fitness levels. It’s 3.5 miles up and a steep scramble to the first peak.
Sarah and I both reached the peak together at 08:36. We were def on track with the suggested times are to ascend. Beautiful weather but oh so hot and humid! we were followed shortly after by the rest of our group. We all completed Pen y Ghent
Paula, Miriat, me, Sarah, Jenny (left to right)
Off then to cover 7.5 miles to the summit of Whernside. That’s initially an easy downward path but it’s a long slog for what seems like ages until you can even see the viaduct.
Whernside straight in front with the viaduct beneath
Three hours 22 minutes later, one wee stop, one water refill station and time check in with the organisers and Sarah and I reached the top of Whernside. It’s a gradual path but lots of steps and it feels like it goes on for ages. someone had given me a tip to change into fresh socks at each peak so I changed on the way up Whernside – yep! That’s a nice feeling to peel off wet socks and have lovely clean ones on.
Looking back to Pen-y-GentStill Whernside in the distance above Force Gill waterfallThe top of Whernside!
By this time we had left our colleagues well behind. One was about 15 mins behind us but did not want us to wait for her. And I was learning that Sarah is a bit gazelle like – she just keeps going and going! By this time the rain had started – still really hot so the rain was refreshing, even if at times heavy bursts. We arrived at the summit at 13:48.
Our next peak all the way in the distance – Ingleborough
Ingleborough is the final peak and in comparison to the other distances is a short walk at 5 miles. However with tired legs and feet it’s still a LONG way. We grabbed a sit down and lunch at the top of Whernside, sheltered by a wall, having a chat with a 30 year old slim ginger guy who looked pretty shattered! He was planning to descend then stop because his body was exhausted. I confess given I’m 23 years older than him it gave me a teeny boost!
On then down a very steep descent of stone steps. These are very slippery when wet and we still had rain showers!
After a reasonable steady up towards Ingleborough you hit the final and very steep short section to the top!
Ascending Ingleborough was awful!! It’s a steady walk across fields initially climbing slowly up and then you hit a set of very steep steps up. By this time Sarah and I had reached the final check in at Phipps Farm at 15:15. Hikers have to reach here by 15:30 as a cut off time. Anyone arriving after this is not permitted to do the final ascent. We therefore were now largely in the front group of hikers and one of the organisers would accompany us up. So off we went….
I confess, I did consider quitting as we neared closer to these steep steps. It’s a scramble up and I was tired. My feet and legs were still ok but my breathing was heavy and heart rate high. I carried on as both our guide and Sarah kept waiting for me and I was climbing alongside a guy who has had two replacement knees – if he could do it then so bloody well can I!
Pen-y-Gent in the distance and storm clouds gathering
Finally, we reached the summit at 17:10. The longest 2 hours 6 minutes I’ve ever done! The summit is awful too – covered in sharp granite, hard to walk on, but we did it!
Ingleborough summit
In theory you can then descent in approx 1.5 hours back to Horton in Ribblesdale, but we were definitely now tired. At this stage it’s 4 miles down and back – but the path is rocky and dull. You do feel like you are walking for ages!
Finally, 2hrs 5 mins later we arrived back at the car park to check in for the final time and collect our medals. Completing the 24.5 miles hike in 12 hours and approx 30 seconds at 19:16! A HUGE achievement.
Now, what happened to our colleagues? Well, Paula who had been off work ill for a few weeks before the walk had to stop after Whernside (what a huge achievement to climb 2). Jenny who wasn’t too far behind us for most of the way made it back at 19:45, running the last half mile as a huge storm struck! She took this photo of Ingleborough top just before deciding to run down the rest of the path!
Lightening strike on Ingleborough
Sarah and I were both waiting for our colleagues in Horton to check everyone was back safe but we still did not know where Miriat was.
She was with the final 14 stragglers with the rear guide. When the storm struck he stopped them all and they had to crouch behind a wall until it was safe to continue down. 13.5 hours after she started her walk we welcomed her back into Horton!
All told a very gruelling walk, 24 miles in 12 hours is tough going but what a personal achievement!
While Mrs Fogg is off doing a little 24mile charity walk up some hills, the real workers (me that is) are left to re-gravel the drive.
By my estimation we will need a total of 21 Tonne of gravel (or as the local supplier calls it “Yorkshire sh*t”). Phase One then, weed the slope from the drive to the field (a paltry 25m x 2m section), then weed killer everything, then shovel the gravel into the wheelbarrow, push it up the slope, tip it out, rake it, rinse and repeat 49 times.
After 3 Tonne and 3 hours it is done and so am I, 29 degree heat, gravel dust and rain. Meanwhile Mrs Fogg is still enjoying her little jaunt in the country.
Yesterday, in prep for the Yorkshire Three Peaks challenge (24 miles, three peaks in 12 hours or less) I dragged a friend up Pen-y-gent mountain in the Dales.
It’s a 6.6 mile round trip with what is described as a “short scramble” to get to the top. Short and scramble don’t really fit the description I’d use!! More like – 2 mile upward hike culminating in a full blown climb up a steep cliff.
The path was crowded – it’s a popular route with plenty of walking groups of all shapes, sizes and fitness levels. My friend, Di has much shorter legs than me so some of the climbing proved a bit of a challenge (think giant rocks!) – BUT we did it! 4 hours in total too – good going I reckon and not a blister in sight!
We had plenty of antics on the way – having to negotiate a drone being flown above us, loose dogs getting in the way, 20 somethings just sprinting up the trail with not a jot of sweat on them and gleeful smiles.
Di had help from a lively gentleman who aided her with a shove up a particularly nasty rock step which was almost as high as her.
We diverted to visit a waterfall and hidden cliff called Hull Pot. It’s a lovely spot, very peaceful.
A fun day, great weather with a good friend. Legs are fine today too!
Right at the start!Scramble my a***! It’s a rock climb Hull PotWe were up there!
Most Saturdays I go for piano lessons for an opportunity to try something new and believe me I will never, ever be a concert pianist!!!
So today on my way to my lessons I happened to stop at a supermarket to use the toilets. Inside the gents toilet which has only one door into a small toilet with no other exit, I happened upon the sign on the back of the toilet door
Now I might be missing something here but ina room with only one entrance door, which doubles as an exit door, should we really need to let people know how to exit the toilet? I started looking for signs to remind you to breathe in and breathe out!!!! but then that would be stoopid wouldn’t it