The Yorkshire Three Peaks- WE DID IT!
We both managed to get around through sheer grit and determination; it was far, far harder than either of us anticipated.
The day started at 6am in a little village called Horton which is virtually at the foot of the first mountain Pen-y-Ghent. We had our delicious bacon bap whilst listening to the briefing and were soon on our way. Pen-y-Ghent was a nice ease in to the walk as it wasn’t too steep nor drawn out although some people who were afraid of heights may have found it tough as there was a section of scrambling near the top. At this point we were both feeling jolly chuffed with ourselves for getting the first peak under our belts in under an hour. That’s pretty much where the walk stopped being easy!
There was then a massive hike between the 1st and 2nd peaks which was energy sapping. During this section we had a couple of water stops and a chance to get a few sugary snacks which were well needed. The second peak was Whernside which although didn’t have the steepest of ascents it was very drawn out so we were all quite weary by the time we go to the top. The lack of steepness to get up was certainly made up for on the descent- the path down was a little on the sadistic side with each step angled back up towards you which created pain through the knees with every step. Our legs were shaking by the time we had reached the bottom and we ready for the last pit stop of the walk at the 18 mile point.
From the last stop you had a clear view of the next peak- Ingleborough which steepness of ascent was pretty daunting after climbing 2 peaks and covering 18 miles so far. This was the toughest point of the walk for both us and most other people we spoke to after. The path up Ingleborough was incredibly steep with a fair bit of scrambling. I felt like I was climbing up on my hands and knees for most it. When you finished this bit thinking it was all over there was another climb to get right on top further on. It was at this point I wasn’t sure if my legs were going to get me up the last climb. When I finally got up I began staggering because my legs were so fatigued. I gave my number to the steward and quickly carried on as I knew I would cease up if I stopped.
There was then a long slog back down to Horton off the mountain which was approximately 5 miles. This felt the longest 5 miles I had ever walked with my knees screaming at me with every step. When I finally made it across the line there was the sense of relief was huge and the Alzheimer’s staff were so welcoming and friendly. We were given our medal and a well-earned cup of tea or two!
We are both so proud we completed this extremely tough challenge and are delighted that we have so far raised £855. Thank you to everyone who has supported our cause- we really are touched by everybody’s generosity.