The rock climb hike

by Robert Watson and Michael Kaczmarczyk


On the 29th of July a group of 12 of us left the main chalet to hike up to the Scout centre's hut which is hard to spell. Our guide was a funny Danish guy called Carston and he couldn't pronounce r's( Wobert and Womain up the fwont pwease) . He made us pack supplies in our bags for dinner like half-defrosted beef, cucumbers, apples and a massive slab of cheese. We then had to split into 2 groups because of stupid UK regulations and then we left.

*(Edit from Chris! Please note our adherence to the rules and regs!)

The first part of the hike was walking across open ground but then we got to the forest and the terrain got really steep but Carston wasn't even out of breath. We climbed through the forest for about a mile. We then got to a road and stopped for a two-minute break. We then carried on walking through a forest and stopped at the top for another break. It just got boring now because we just kept climbing and taking breaks.

Finally we emerged at the bottom of the valley. We took another break and guess what it started to rain. And rain. And rain. And then there was thunder and lightning which kept getting louder and closer. During this it stopped raining and started hailing. By the time it stopped the ground was soaked and we were too!

A bit later we went onto a road and guess what we found further up...
In front of us was a raging mud slide/river blocking our path ( We are not exaggerating)
we sat there for about an hour, and when we asked our “guide” he told us that he had never seen this before. The first across was Nick after he walked quite a way up stream followed by Mark Kaczmarczyk and Ben. By now we had waited so long that the other hike had caught up with us.
Eventually the river died down so we could cross and we carried on walking for another 2 hours (that was hard).

The hut seemed really old. There was a flushing toilet but it was “out of order”so we had to use a hole in the ground, but at least we had a good nights sleep on the foam mattresses.

The next day we climbed up some rocks and the walls were really hard, but we climbed most of them. The highest rock we climbed was nearly 15 metres high. After we had finished climbing, we started the back and it started to rain again. Just as we were nearly there, Michael McGuigan slipped on a wet rock and rolled down a hill. He could of died! (Edit from Chris: Look, I'm not changing their English but I will point out the errors to them in the morning)

We arrived back at the centre and got some badges. After this we went swimming YEAY!!!