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Manchester Indoor Ice Wall
Friday 1st December at 8:30am
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Nottingham Indoor Wall Monday 16th October 4pm
Base camp is Crianlarich Youth Hostel. The meet starts with no snow, but a crispy, hard frost and glorious sunshine for our first Munro. But not for long!
Next comes crappy wet cloud. If its got to be bagged one day anyway this seems like a good day for a tedious lump like Ben Chonzie. There's a track leading right up onto the long summit plateau so no one seems that bothered about navigation. There are loads of us, nothing to see, low morale, found a small cairn where it was flat in all directions and everyone had just had enough and we declared it the top and headed for home. Later I read in the Munro book that it had a big cairn on top. So we had probably reached the little contour ring 10m below the true summit of this round grassy turd.
Then winter arrived in full glory. From the high pass to Glen Lyon, we set off up the western slopes of Meall nan Tarmachan. A raging blizzard and fresh-lying snow turned half the group back. Vicious storm-blizzard conditions on top, with us huddled together, trying to bawl into each others ears just to comunicate what we were going to do next. Then the clouds broke up, leaving sun and biting wind. We headed on round the ridge to Beinn nan Eachan and beyond in glorious winter conditions and blazing sunshine before dropping back down right into Killin.
One wheel on the minibus started to go flat, and a group set off in search of a garage that could change the wheel because we couldnít shift the wheelnuts on it. After several failed attempts and lots of miles they finally found a garage in Oban with the wit to try turning the wheelnuts clockwise, and sure enough, off came the wheel. Another group had climbed Ben Lomond, got cut off by floods on the main road and had a huge detour via Calander. By the time we got back to Nottingham we had used rather a lot of petrol. The Student Union hired buses on the basis of an all-inclusive fee, with a special card provided with which petrol could be bought on the Unionís account. It turned out we had spent more on petrol than the entire hire fee, and, not long after, the Union scrapped this long-standing system, which amounts to the most far-reaching legacy of this meet. (One of the drivers had blasted all the way up the M6 to Glasgow in fourth gear with his foot to the floor, before eventually noticing that there was a fifth gear too.)