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The summer of 1980, my first summer break as a University Student, found me toiling up the steep and winding
lane to a walkers Guest House on the edge of Snowdonia for three
weeks taking groups of walkers on high level mountains and lowland trails.
Plas Heulog "The Place in the Sun" they called
it. Could have fooled me as the rain dripped, dripped, dripped
from the pine trees that sheltered the house from the open aspect
800ft up in the foothills of Snowdonia. An odd sort of property
it was,,,, Tunisian Style with whitewashed walls on the outside
and Italianate, within with curved and embossed passageway ceilings
and cherrywood panelling. Thus began twelve years of part then
full time guiding in the UK and abroad before being dragged, kicking and screaming, into Head Office to run the walking side of the operation.
So what was it like taking people over the hills, to secluded
places and some of the hidden gems of the countryside that few
ever bothered to visit? In a word: fascinating.
There were the good times, the bad times and the times you
plain did not want to get up in the morning. It was, however,
pretty good on the whole, meeting many characters along the
way and making long standing friends plus the great satisfaction
of seeing the group enjoying themselves.
Hopefully, I can share some of the more memorable stories and
tales plus a generous sprinkling of photographs from both the
UK and abroad.
The hat? Genuine Australian bush hat. Had it for years...
it's been to all sorts of strange places and, despite the comments
in a particular newsgroup, it does not look remotely like a
cow pat.
Sorry there is very little here yet apart from a wry look at the History of Mountain Climbing and some stories. Tuits have been in short supply. Come back in a couple of months and there should be a more to see.
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