Thixendale lies in the Yorkshire Wolds only a few miles from Malton and is the spiritual home of a famous York dentist whose name, for professional reasons, cannot be published on such a high rating blog site as this.
In mid-November, just before the rambling season is curtailed by severe weather conditions, a well equipped international team, managed to conquer the upper slopes of Thixendale. Led by the afore-mentioned celebrity dentist, the team first took on supplies at base camp, colloqually known as the Cross Keys. The supplies can be clearly seen in any profile shots of the climbers and included a high energy food source called a PAINSBROKEHANDFULL Sandwich purposely developed for Wolds moutaineers.
Fortunately the weather held out, but as can be seen by the mid-afternoon shadows, trecking so close to the Arctic circle is a dangerous mission, and only the most experienced and well equipped teams are given approval.
Back in York the team was given an enormous reception and a lasagna, or was that an enormous lasagna and a reception. After treatment for mild frost bite, the team leader, accompanied by lasagna cook Tess, took off for a night of Rock and Roll at that famous international venue, the Bishopthorpe Social Club
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The last line of my recent poem should have the words 'Childrens Inheritance' substituted for 'holiday money' as evidently this was spent months ago!
Here are a few things Colin omitted from his last blog.
Col knew much more about the match officials at the York city match than i did ,as from his remarks I learned that the ref had no parents.
The food at the Thixendale pub was indeed memorable for the huge sandwich for four people which Col managed to eat along with Kerry's and my chips and the guy's on the next table.
The walk was somewhat of a major triunph for me, as I took neither compass or maps with me, but managed to find the way by relying on the position of the sun and noticing which side the moss was growing on the trees,oh and using the signposts! Kerry wasn't too keen on crossing the field with the bulls in it, this was followed by a field with a large pile of manure in it - I think there might have been a connection.
Col's next blog hopefully should show a picture of a magnificent pavlova made by a world renowned York chef.
I blame the length of these comments entirely on Thatchers cider along with any spelling mistakes or blurring of the words!
How nice, that Kerry could present the trophie, looking very smart I might add. As for frost bite and such and the famous dentist, still unknown, it looked like fun, and who would have thought that a night of rock and roll would cure frost bitten toes, (Clearly not dancing with Graham, or it would be amputation rather than cure!)Look forward to viewing the pav, or was that 2, one for Col and one for everyone else!
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