The blasted flu is gradually receding.
Just as gradually, my interest in food is increasing as is my interest in things outdoors. After this enforced Christmas/New Year layoff I reckon it’ll be a couple of weeks before I am fit for the hills (or put another way – allowed out to play) but, if lucky, may manage something the weekend after next. As the plague is still very slowly working its way out my system I think a walk this coming weekend is highly unlikely.
With the bug striking on Boxing Day the Christmas presents have been ignored until now. This was a great shame as J had gone out shopping with the intent of updating some of my walking kit.
I have a new lightweight Paramo wind smock which ensures I will appear bright red on anybody’s horizon and will give even more people a chance to ignore me out on the hill. A new long sleeved red and black icebreaker base layer is a welcome addition, its predecessors being worn thin through a number of years constant use. I’ve also been bought a very cosy pair of Craghoppers insulated trousers, something I’ve never possessed in the past. Given the number of times I’ve been in the chilly winter mountains wearing a thin pair of walking trousers I’m still puzzled as to why I never thought of getting something a bit warmer before. Given I’m a bit slower because of the leg problems this can only be a good thing. New Buffs – both polar and merino wool are ideal for Scotland’s cold windy weather…and more importantly my devil-may-care piratical look.
Another nod to my decreasing speed – I was presented with a head torch. Says it all really. This was surprisingly brought into use fairly early on considering my current flu-soaked condition…when I put our Christmas boxes up into the loft all ready for next year’s festivities. I was impressed…I’ve never had one before and fortunately there have been only a couple of occasions in the past where I could have done with one. Still there’s always room for something new and it’s a damn sight lighter than the torch I’ve been carrying around. The Fatdog is terrified from the torch so what she’ll make of the head torch goodness knows.
Over the past couple of days I’ve begun to piece together some potential walking targets for this year, keeping in mind the need for shorter and less strenuous walks as suggested by my physio. As a plan it was working pretty well in November so hopefully this wee bit of advance planning will see The Fatdog and I ready for action once the flu bug departs.
So far the list contains the basics of metres of ascent, distance and anticipated time to summit. I’m trying to keep us up to 12km distance preferably 600m max ascent and 2hr-30mins to summit.
Beinn Dearg – Glen Lyon Corbett 4.5km 630m 2.10
Meall a Mhuic – Glen Lyon Graham 3.8km 520m 1.40 guess
Beinn nan Imirean Corbett 5.0km 690m 2.20
Beinn Chuirn Corbett 6.0km 700m 2.30
Tom Meadhoin Graham 3.6km 620 1.40 guess
Tinto Hill Graham
Green Lowther Graham 7km 390m 2.10
White Coomb Corbett
Meall Tairneachan Corbett 3km 410m 1.20
Conic Hill Marilyn
Conachcraig Corbett 5km 470m 2.00
Creag nan Gabhar Corbett 6km 490m 2.10
Mount Blair Graham 2.2km 425m 1.20
Monamenach Corbett 2km 450m 1.20
Meall na Leitreach Corbett 3km 370m 1.20
Sow of Atholl Corbett 3km 400m 1.20
The Fara Corbett 4.5km 550m 2.00
Birnam Hill Marilyn
Ben Donich Corbett 3.5km 550m 1.40
Stob Coire Creagach Corbett 10.7km 810m 4.30 Total figs
Meall an Fhudair Corbett 6.0km 800m 2.40
Binnein Shaus Graham 6.0km 500m 2.30 guess
As I expected when I began to compile the list, there are a good number of Corbetts and Grahams putting in an appearance but, so far, no Munros. This may change if my muscles eventually do what they are supposed to. I expect this list will be fairly fluid. Already I’ve plans to do a few hills near Loch Goil which haven’t made it as far as the list yet.
Also I’ve still to slot in easy, non-hill, days but that will require yet another list.
It’s a bit difficult to tell how The Fatdog will cope this year. She’ll be 8 in April and has been slowing up a bit without the constant hillwalking of a couple of years ago. She’s also stiffening up of an evening especially after any sort of walk, so from her point of view we’ll have to take things nice and gentle. If the problems persist then we’ll have to see about anti-arthritis medication. She’s also having anxiety issues away from her daily dogwalk route so that may be another problem. She’s always been fine in the hills so hopefully this anxiety only happens where there’s people around to make the “gunfire” type sounds that seem to set her on edge.
So we’re all set ready to go…well…other than new boots which are becoming inceasingly essential.