So, the big day finally arrived
and on Friday 10th August team 'We Thought This Was A 5K!' embarked on
our 3 Peaks Challenge. We set off from B’ham airport where we had breakfast. We landed at Glasgow and were met by our guide, Adam,
at the airport. He was a ridiculously fit, skinny,
northerner who has done the 3 Peaks over 100 times! Actually he was a
real star and we loved him. He stayed with us the whole time and we had
other individual guides for each ‘hill’. They were all lovely but do this for a living!!
We met our driver, Steve, and got on the minibus up to Fort William to our
hotel. A little bit Spartan but hilarious! It was full of other folk doing the 3 Peaks, or at least Ben Nevis, but also a recently arrived
coach-load of Swedes who were doing Scotland in 8 days and so the hotel had
laid on ‘entertainment’ for them. We had a team talk from Adam before dinner. We would have loved to join in the cabaret but we knew we
had to be sensible. In bed by about 9.30 ish.
Alarm at 5am. Had a huge
breakfast and were picked up by Spanish Pedro, the taxi
driver, at 7am ready for a 7.15am start up Ben Nevis. This allowed Steve to have a lie in so that we could maximise his
hours behind the wheel.
Ben Nevis was our best and 'easiest' Peak. It is the biggest and so not most people’s favourite but it
was our best one, not only because it was the first but also because the
weather was perfect - light cloud and a bit of a breeze - heaven! It’s
not a bad climb either, some sharp inclines, some steep rocky steps and some
hard climbing. Our group was made up of varying levels of fitness so
Jonny, Fleety, Lily and Harry managed it in 5 hours 45 minutes, Tim and Mol in
6 hours, and Kirsty and me in a few minutes over 6. To give you a guide,
Adam and his fit mates do it in 3!!!
Sadly Kirsty managed to put her
hip out on the Ben so that was poor Kirsty out of it for the rest of the
week-end and meant that she was sleeping with Steve in
the minibus!!
Once we were all down, we
radioed Steve to come and get us and off we set to
Scafell in the Lakes at around 2pm. We tried to sleep on the bus without
much success – it was so uncomfortable! The weather started to turn
during the drive and by the time we arrived at ‘Skyfall’ at about 9pm we were
met with driving rain and gale force winds. It was horrific! We set
off and Adam advised that we all needed to stay together on this one due to the
dark and the weather conditions. There were already weather warnings out
there and the mountain rescue team was on the hill trying to find someone who
had got stuck. We realised that it was going to be very slow progress as,
although ‘Skyfall’ is the smallest, it is pretty much a vertical rock climb
with no let ups and, as the ‘quick group’ were
clearly much faster than the rest of us, it really wouldn’t have been fair on
them to have had to wait for us in the atrocious conditions. If it had
been light, dry and mild, a different matter. After 40 minutes Mol, Tim
and I decided to pull out and let the faster ones go on without us so we
returned to the bus and tried to sleep through Steve's snoring. The ‘quick ones’ did it in 4 and a quarter hours. Amazing!
We drove through the night to
Snowdon and, although the forecast sounded better, it wasn’t! When we got
to Snowdon it was rainy and overcast but, as we climbed, thank goodness that
luck was with us… the rain got heavier and heavier and the wind got up too!! By
this time we were so wet that it really didn’t matter. Our water proofs
were just not water proof enough! We made it to the top but sadly could see
absolutely none of the fab views, only rain and cloud!! We all climbed
down together. It took the 'quick group' about 5.5 in total to get up and down but our legs were so tired by now that we were all
strung out at different stages along the path down. The rest of us trickled in one by one.
We said a fond farewell to Adam
and told him to get a proper job!!
Friends met us in
the car park as we’d hired the minibus for them to drive us home. We were very pleased to see them. This
enabled us to stop and have a beer and a McDonald’s on the way home!!
We got back to Solihull at
around 5pm on Sunday and I suspect most of us weren’t late to bed that
night. We did consider sleeping in our cars as we had grown unaccustomed
to the luxury of a proper bed!
Our legs were really stiff and aching on Monday but with some Compeed blister plasters I don’t think any of us suffered
with blisters which is fantastic. It was an amazing event and, although
some of us didn’t manage Scafell, we really don’t feel disappointed about that,
given the awful conditions. Fair play to Jonny, Fleety, Lily and
Harry who climbed them all – a fantastic job! We had a great group with
tremendous team spirit and the banter was awesome. The ‘hills’ and the
minibus saw a lot of laughter.
The reason we were putting
ourselves through it all was never far from our thoughts either. It looks
like we will not only reach but exceed our fundraising target as we still have
a lot more to come in. So it’s hopefully the youngsters of The Prince’s
Trust who are the real winners here.
On behalf of our whole team we would like to thank everyone who has supported us. Thank you for all your donations, texts, and wonderful words of encouragement. You really kept us going and we couldn't have done it without you. There are lots of photos on our Just Giving page. Please click here to take a look at them.
It's not too late if you would like to donate now. Please click here to do so. Thank you.
For our next challenge we are considering a sewing bee!!