24th October 2011.
|Heather, Jo, John and Chris on top of The Cloud|
Chris was leading the group and we headed down the road briefly to cut off to touch onto the Gritstone Trail and follow a loop that would then bring us back to the foot of the Cloud. A few sheep to negotiate and a ‘hole’ in the field, but we all made it safely to the ever increasing incline up to the top of the Cloud.
A moonless night meant we were very reliant on the light we generated from our own head torches, combined they were impressive, but singularly not so good (unless you were Chris!). Although it was somewhat breezy, the temperature was tolerable and there were a few changes and adjustments to gloves, hats and jackets along the way.
Our ascent of the Cloud took us to the left of the tree line, in single file, picking our way over rocks and roots. As we began to climb beyond the tree line, there was the inevitable ‘thud’ from the middle of the pack, as everyone turned to see, the head torches spotlighted on John in a prone position, perfectly well and uninjured, but none the less, taking in a close up of the path. We continued up and reached the trig point, to survey a dark Cheshire plane, punctuated with street lights.
The descent took us to the left of the tree line and just skirted the edge of the wood – beware of low branches and one’s cranium - they are a little incompatable…
Again we heard the inevitable ‘thud’ of a runner down; however John appeared to be getting the hang of it now and was up before he knew what had happened – he blamed it on his tired legs.
Last run down the road and through the car park back to the cars, all 5 present and correct. Quick debrief and back to the club for tea and medals.
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