People who think a mobile phone is all they need, because they can call for help if they need it and are then surprised that there is no signal.
I once had a n argument with a girl I met on Blencathra [ in the Lakes ] who was only wearing trainers. It is a slate mountain, with quite a narrow ridge, that gets very slippy when wet. Needless to say she ignored me. [ to be fair most women have done that though!! ]
How can you lie there and think of England When you don't even know who's in the team
I think these folk should be sent a bill if Mountain Rescue are called out for them under those circumstances. Accidents do indeed happen but no map, no decent clothing etc etc is just crazy.
Idiots. It's not just their own life they're putting at risk .
PunkDoc I didn't see your post: how horrid. We have a room dedicated to the Mountain Rescue local team, I found it so educational listening to them as they set it up (also quite scary when they provided statistics of how many rescues they attended and of what variety). Isn't it wonderful that there are people out there who when the storms are raging are pulling on their waterproofs, leaving their dinners uneaten, their families at home, prepared to help complete strangers when so many of us would be hiding behind our blankets?
In a small way to cheer you up I want to tell you the story of one rescue the team told me. It went like this.
"A gentleman had decided to take his HEAVILY PREGNANT wife out for a romantic walk, chance to be alone for one final time before the IMPENDING bouncing baby.
So did he take her around a nice GENTLE lake with good SOLID FOOTING? Or a country park with a good coffee shop that she might rest her swelling ankles? A National Trust house with a GOOD PHONE SIGNAL not to mention clean toilets for those who have their bladders constantly being squashed? The local hospital car park though not terribly romantic at least when things get real you can get assistance really very quickly?
No.
He decided that they were to walk up a rather large, rather steep, rather slippery, rather far away from your chosen midwife, mountain.
Because when your wife is HEAVILY PREGNANT why wouldn't you want to get yourselves as far away as possible from any hot water and towels?
You can guess what happened can't you.
That's right: they had to call mountain rescue who rushed to their assistance (as you expect they would: I mean HEAVILY PREGNANT wife tends to give forth a sense of urgency)
What did the call come through as? The wife informing the 999 operator that her husband had fallen off the side of the mountain and broken both arms and legs.
Jo, am I right in that you are in North Wales?. If so do you know whether Petes Eats still exists in Llanberis. It was one of my favourite haunts when I used to climb in that part of the world.
How can you lie there and think of England When you don't even know who's in the team
I know you didn't ask me Pdoc, and why would you? I'm in flat (ish) East Anglia - but I was interested so I googled - it's still there http://www.petes-eats.co.uk/
'Scuse me Jo
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
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People who think a mobile phone is all they need, because they can call for help if they need it and are then surprised that there is no signal.
I once had a n argument with a girl I met on Blencathra [ in the Lakes ] who was only wearing trainers. It is a slate mountain, with quite a narrow ridge, that gets very slippy when wet. Needless to say she ignored me. [ to be fair most women have done that though!! ]
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border
I think these folk should be sent a bill if Mountain Rescue are called out for them under those circumstances. Accidents do indeed happen but no map, no decent clothing etc etc is just crazy.
Idiots. It's not just their own life they're putting at risk .
Rant over, breathe dear.
PunkDoc I didn't see your post: how horrid. We have a room dedicated to the Mountain Rescue local team, I found it so educational listening to them as they set it up (also quite scary when they provided statistics of how many rescues they attended and of what variety). Isn't it wonderful that there are people out there who when the storms are raging are pulling on their waterproofs, leaving their dinners uneaten, their families at home, prepared to help complete strangers when so many of us would be hiding behind our blankets?
In a small way to cheer you up I want to tell you the story of one rescue the team told me. It went like this.
"A gentleman had decided to take his HEAVILY PREGNANT wife out for a romantic walk, chance to be alone for one final time before the IMPENDING bouncing baby.
So did he take her around a nice GENTLE lake with good SOLID FOOTING? Or a country park with a good coffee shop that she might rest her swelling ankles? A National Trust house with a GOOD PHONE SIGNAL not to mention clean toilets for those who have their bladders constantly being squashed? The local hospital car park though not terribly romantic at least when things get real you can get assistance really very quickly?
No.
He decided that they were to walk up a rather large, rather steep, rather slippery, rather far away from your chosen midwife, mountain.
Because when your wife is HEAVILY PREGNANT why wouldn't you want to get yourselves as far away as possible from any hot water and towels?
You can guess what happened can't you.
That's right: they had to call mountain rescue who rushed to their assistance (as you expect they would: I mean HEAVILY PREGNANT wife tends to give forth a sense of urgency)
What did the call come through as? The wife informing the 999 operator that her husband had fallen off the side of the mountain and broken both arms and legs.
I like to think he was pushed
Clari, that is hysterical, I am actually giggling as I type.
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border
Jo, am I right in that you are in North Wales?. If so do you know whether Petes Eats still exists in Llanberis. It was one of my favourite haunts when I used to climb in that part of the world.
When you don't even know who's in the team
S.Yorkshire/Derbyshire border
What a great story Clari
. Hope she did
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I know you didn't ask me Pdoc, and why would you? I'm in flat (ish) East Anglia - but I was interested so I googled - it's still there http://www.petes-eats.co.uk/
'Scuse me Jo
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I laughed too Hosta
Excellent story Clari 
OH is a little tired after his first day
I know how he felt 
Am in the swing now 
Glad it's going well for you Panda
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.