Colmcille Climbers

   The eyes have it!!

Mr sec has recently had a wee op to improve his eyesight, which must have been a bit of a shock to him when confronted with a mirror, but this has also resulted in his recent remarks about my finely shaped frame and suggestions that I  be used as a counterweight as he abbed over a concrete wall in the Mournes!!

Being highly offended, I decided to finely tune my physic, so as not to be left too far behind on the forthcoming Alpine trip and came up with a cunning plan.  I marched into the boss’s office at work and informed him that a Derry waan was intending to attach me to one end of a rope so he could get down a big concrete wall. He stated that he had worked in Derry for a number of years and all waans were trained for a very early age to scale all types of walls (usually back yard walls belonging to the elderly and infirm) without any rope, one handed, carrying a swag bag. He asked if I was going mad and promptly dispatched me off to a convalescent home which just happened to be in the hills in Scotland.

Having protested for the appropriate 3 seconds I packed my boots and rucksack and spent the next 8 days mountain biking and dandering around 16 more of Sir Hugh Munros finest near Braemar in bright sunshine with nae midgies! Sandra and the kids came over and we did a bit of white water rafting which was great crac.

I am now fully prepared for the slagging from the big waan and intent to walk them lanky white legs off him on tour.

  Fat boys do go first!!