Trips & Reports

As I awoke, bright and early on the morn of Saturday, I realised I was anything but bright, having decided to drink far too much at the formal the night before. I had a hangover. And not just any hangover – a, I-Might-Throw-Up-Over-The-CNCC-Chairman hangover. When I arrived at the store, my fears were only confirmed when I promptly expelled the contents of my stomach. Needless to say, Josh and Martin were quite surprised to see me, and everyone was doubtful... read more

It all started as any other faffstatic YUCPC day trip. We met around 7am at the store and despite the everlasting faff the packing was sort of efficient which meant that “soon” we were all set to go. Or at least that is what I thought at the moment. But I do not want to rush or anticipate the events so let’s continue with the story. We met Peter, Hannah and Fabio at Inglesport and went for some greasy, tasty... read more

'Battle-Axe Traverse' lived up to it's fearsome reputation, as I precariously wedged myself into position and reached out for the next bolt. Suddenly a thunk arose as the bright yellow box containing my car key departed from my harness and tumbled into the darkness below.... *record scratch* *freeze frame* "Yup, that's me. You're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation". The day started with an enthusiastic 7am meet at the store, this boundless excitement resulted in about an hours worth of faff... read more

As usual we assembled at the store, I was feeling confident that it was going to be an efficient start, confidence that was soon to be shattered. I had forgotten the descriptions I had so carefully printed out and prepared only the night before! The solution turned out to be simple…. I ran to James and printed out some more. By the time I got back Lizzie and Mads were packing their gear and Lean-luc was onto the rope, so... read more