by wayno » Tue 15 Oct, 2013 5:13 am
as an 8 year old on a boys brigade camp after a long energy sapping daay, i didnt like the look of dinner and shunned most of it, can't remember much about breakfast, but it probably wasnt a big affair either,,, unknown to me i ended up on a big hill walk with no food or water.... that was my first experience of "hitting the wall" as my body ran out of its limited reserves of stored sugar.... luckily for me it happend at teh top of the hill and i could still stagger back to camp to eat whatever was put in front of me...
one of my first big trips at 15 in mid winter in teh southern alps with air cadets, the instructors had told us to expect minus 20 degree weather, i started out walking with three layers of pants alone.... the outer layer was pvc.... it was a mild day, no wind, cool, but not cold... in minutes i had my own private sauna and couldnt get my kit off fast enough. i was walking in thin pants the rest of teh trip...
another trip a year later, this time mid summer.... we started in the middl of the sayn sunny, mid twenties. climbed 800 metres up a ridge to come out in the open.... i'd drunk two cups of coffee before i left home, on the walk, i sipped on my half litre bottle of highly sugared orange cordial and snacked on nuts raisins and chocolate... after a couple of hours i was totally parched, baking in the summers sun. feeling naueous, over hot.. getting increasingly tired and sick...
oh and we were lost... didnt use a compass and took the wrong track.... we were lucky, we ended up going in the direction we wanted to and got to a river before things got to serious....
from the land of the long white clouds...