Big Jim’s Big Boozy Bike Trip to Braemar

[Nice65]

Turned up on my YouTube feed. Jim shows how a 20 mile trip across the Scottish wilderness needn’t be an exercise in prep. The bloke goes off with not even a coat or a drink of water, or breakfast.

“Jim doesn’t like to eat on an empty stomach”. The BBC at its driest of British humour

Enjoy, it’s wonderful

 

[Falstaff]

Reminds me of my crazy uncle, walking/cycling right across the Thames Valley, Renold to Cardington and back everyday for work. 114 ft ascent everyday, with heavy shopping bags, or heavy metalworking tools bought at auction.

 

[Pupers]

Brilliant, thanks for posting.

 

[Bhod]

On my last Yorkshire three peaks venture I arrived at the top of Ingleborough and sat down for a coffee and a bite to eat, sitting up there was a gentleman in his 70's wearing a pair of brogues, corduroy trousers, shirt and tie and was carrying a small 'haversack, in which was his tweed jacket, a packet of crisps, a sandwich wrapped in wax paper and a small flask of tea.

We got to talking and the subject of clothing came up, his take on modern clothing - "it rustles too much", this was his 14th Yorkshire three peaks.

 

[Pattree]

When they found the remains of Mallory on Everest he was wearing a number of woollen vests under a woollen shirt and a tweed jacket.
Research showed it to be a reasonable comparison with modern equipment.

I don’t altogether understand modern thinking on hydration myself. Most of us who worked at Delamere only had a standard thermos of tea/coffee. An old ganger had a small flask and often threw some out at the end of the day.

All power to the old mountain man and well done to you.

 

[Nice65]

Our school sponsored walk was 21 miles, started from Chichester, down the old canal to Chichester harbour and along the beach, then back inland. Packed lunch of a sandwich and a can of something, and a couple of water stops on route for a little plastic cup of water.

I once got a flying insect in my ear that got stuck and the English teacher pulled out a bottle of ‘water’ and a straw and irrigated my ear until the thing floated out. I remember him saying, “bloody waste of good gin and tonic.” The 70’s were great!