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A new goal?

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011

Since purchasing my 1994 Land Rover Discovery 300Tdi back in summer 2010 I have slowly been modifying it for something big; with intentions of meeting my goal of going on a large expedition before I die.

I didn’t really know what that goal was, until now; Land Rover International Spring Issue 5 2011, March 23rd to April 19th.
An article by Ros Woodman, an unforgettable Mudrut Expedition through the Near Polar Wonderland of Northern Scandinavia could be the answer.

For years now I have been highly interested in seeing the Aurora Borealis, so why not combine my greatest interests all in one; Land Rovers, Expeditions, Photography and one hell of a driving experience to see the Northern Lights?

Ian at seems to be a useful contact with a lot of experience of visiting Norway and the Arctic Circle…

A new adventure finally awaits me…These will be my footprints one day!

Tent and Aurora Borealis

Awaiting my footprints!

Courtesy of Geology.Com



Friday, January 1st, 2010

It’s that time of the year again that I reflect on the past 12 months and plan the next.
My past year has been very much a blur, partially through the amount I have managed to cram into it and partially because I’d rather forget about it.

Too much thinking!

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

I sit here wondering what it takes to get out of the rat race the majority of us seem to live in. There is so much of the world yet to be conquered, engineering to be admired and seeing some of it this weekend has made me wonder exactly what it is I need to do to achieve this. I feel this is a burning ambition inside me… Or is this normal of a human? I don’t know; all I do know is I refuse to let this slip for the rest of my life, I don’t want to look back and say I wish I had done that, not any more. Seeing so much from these great heights at tremendous speeds slips my mind into a trance.
I am missing a vital piece of my jigsaw to life, I know what I am, what I want, what I have; but that piece that puts ambitions and goals into reality is missing. I don’t see where or what I am going to be in 10, 20, 40 years time. Before long they will come and I need to do something now otherwise I will never be satisfied… or are we never satisfied anyway? How many times do we think the grass is greener when it really isn’t!
We all seem to be destined to buy a house, settle down, have kids, retire then live if we are still fit to do so.
Well by the time I will be able to retire there is a likely chance I won’t be fit to live, so is it really that important to get into the rat race of buying houses having kids? Although I love my creature comforts I am unsure if I am a settler. I know I need to settle with a female, but settle somewhere seems too laborious for the rest of my life, I couldn’t do it.
I admire what Christine has to say with regards to this matter and it stimulates the mind, but to a dangerous level maybe beyond my ability. She seems gifted in the sense that she appears to be able to say I am going to do that and manages it; does she work her socks off for it – maybe; just maybe that is where I lack stimulation; but that doesn’t seem possible – my ambitions are worthy of stimulation… So someone help me!

Module 1 Motorcycle Training

Saturday, October 24th, 2009

Started the day early as I had my DAS training, as per usual I was running late and found myself rushing around at 8.30 looking for important documents and protective clothing as the rain was pouring down.
I got to RMT a little later than normal but luckily not too late.
Soon got dressed up and ready, more-so than RMT as they had got me the wrong bike!
There was another lad with us for the morning who was preparing for his Mod 2, so we stayed around Redditch and Bromsgrove covering typical test routes. The weather was quite dismal but was a great experience to have covered it now rather than on my test for the first time. It didn’t seem as bad as first thought, although you have to be cautious of the wet, a bike still has a lot of grip.
Before long it was lunch time, I felt more confident than ever before, but still not entirely comfortable, realising I was having to over stretch for the clutch meaning I wasn’t using it correctly and still not slipping it enough.
We prepared the bike with a strong cable tie to help me out with the clutch and headed off to the Mod 1 test centre where I will be having a taste of the circuit; comprising of several module including pushing the bike, weaving in and out of cones, figure of 8, emergency stop, swerve manoeuvre, u turn and walking pace.
I struggled a little with the figure of 8 but felt very confident that I will be ok on my test. We headed back to Redditch and unfortunately started to splutter a little bit, suddenly losing all power and realising that the bike had been on reserve all day; meaning I had no reserve to get to any fuel station so had to drain a couple of litres out of the other bike.
By 4.30 I was home and knackered as usual, once more finding muscles I never knew I had!
It was all a mad rush preparing for the holiday as I hadn’t done anything yet.
By around 10.30 I had been to Tesco for last minute things, had a shower, packed my bag had yet another take away and ready for bed.

The Long Journey Back

Saturday, June 27th, 2009

Started the day with normal breakfast, packed the Landy and headed for the border of France up the valley. We drove for approx 30 minutes crossing down through a lovely picturesque valley stopping off up a track for 11 seconds. We drove for a couple of hours dropping into a nice French village which had a market on we walked round and bought a French stick for lunch. As we came out of the shop down the one way street Sharon an Richard came by and stopped. Asking how they were doing, Sharon seemed to be struggling a little but is made of stronger stuff than us! We said our goodbyes and carried on to a lovely river where we had lunch when we pulled up we drove a little way into the river realising it was very rocky bottomed reversed out and had our stick with soup an Pringles mmmm lovely! A man was down by the river in a car but after a while he came and babbled something in French then took numbers of the cars and the bike on the back; strange!
We drove for a couple more hours stopping for walk around a shopping centre. A little more driving before finally getting our just deserved STRAWBERRIES mmm! A little while later we were on outskirts of Bordeaux where we pulled in for the night stop had quick shower and when Porl got out he thought the window was still open so popped his head out of the window and ended up banging his head causing us both to laugh hysterically – as I had shut it hoping to cool room with air conditioning.
At 2000h we walked to a nice little French restaurant sat outside and had beautiful meal, I would say it was the best of the trip so far. We took a gentle stroll back to hotel and got ready for early start tomorrow.

Ski Slopes

Friday, June 26th, 2009

Woke earlier than the alarm but still feeling tired with all the late nights and early mornings, got ready as usual followed by a poor breakfast. We were shocked of hearing that Michael Jackson had died and it wasn’t long before I had received 2 jokes regarding him and kids. Set the bikes ready for a 1030h leave, we had decided to head off for the ski slopes. The first track lead through some back streets of Panticosa and the village next to it. The first bit looked like a footpath leading from the top of the village to the bottom, it was very steep with water channels very so often which flung us in the air.
The start of the track was very easy for rider and passenger as we wound up the mountain hillside taking in breath taking scenery of the blue lake and massive mountains.
Pantecosa Resevoirs

Porl and I headed off in front of the others and saw a very hairy looking beaver type animal. We headed deeper up into the mountains where the scenery just got better and better, before long we were on the ski slopes and every so often there were snow cannons which looked quite weird. We came across a group of wild horse and several fowl. We first stopped by a large crystal clear lake where Porl spotted another beaver like creature but less hairy.

We took several photos and chatted about skiing for a while before deciding to go up the last stint to the piste, again Porl and I left before the other to give us a head start up the very steep mountain. It was quite comical trying to get up as we needed the speed but it was a little bumpy. Half way up we noticed one of the beavers dead in the path and shortly after Porl had to start riding the clutch but we ran out of steam and started rolling backwards where I had to jump off very quickly.
Only having to walk 30 yards or so I jumped back on before we reached the top where the views were out of this world. Again we took several photos including a go at panoramic.
Pantecosa Panoramic

We had a spot to eat which all we had with us was some Bombay mix which I ripped the bag open by mistake.
After dinner we slowly headed down, passing the dead animal I had to take photos! We next headed off towards the ski carts to have a little look, before heading back down to the bottom where we had a lovely ice cream in a bar where we sat in the sunshine and decided what to do next. We thought we would have a little drive around to find a new restaurant but had no luck due to it being out of season. So before long we were in the hotel garden drinking and deciding what to really do for tea. The gentleman here was very good with English and we learnt a bit from him, one of the things he said was the beaver type animal is a Marmot (Marmota marmota). We decided to go back where we went last night for tea and have a la carte.
It was about 1815h by the time we had finished the drinks and headed back to the rooms for a rest where Porl and I fell asleep for about 30 minutes. Porl had a bath again then I had a shower and watched strongest man for a while before meeting up for tea.
We were quite disappointed by the a la carte so decided to have the same menu as last night. This got me a little worried as the fish I had intended to have was not on the menu, after deciding to have what we thought was char-grilled pork he said the fish was available so I had that, not taking in Clive’s advice from last night that “you can’t go wrong with pork”!
The starter was really nice and so was the fish so I was quite happy, the pork turned out to be a really nice piece of beef steak apparently. We all finished our desserts and chatted for a while before heading back to the hotel to pay up as Russell and Pat are leaving at 0600h in the morning. We said our goodbyes before deciding to write today’s blog. The room had a mixture of flies, moths and daddy long legs which Porl was trying to batter to death with a towel whilst I tried to write the blog. It is now 2333h and I am all done for the night.

First Time For Everything…

Thursday, June 25th, 2009

Woke at 0730h started to pack the bags for our next hotel, met for breakfast at 0800h very nice it was too, Richard appeared to tell us of his plans and that Sharon could not walk so they were going to stop where they were and have the day to rest Sharon’s leg and he was going to fetch the Duke from Pamplona to see if Sharon would be able to get on it when needed, so we packed the Landy up paid the bill and headed off.
We were soon on our first track and started to climb was getting pretty good Clive was leading when he came to a stop because a bike was coming towards us the lad pulled up next to us and in his best English said that the track would be very hard for our cars it was only just passable on a bike so he said not to carry on so we turned round and did a little road work, the tracks where not too bad today, some were better than others. We had a little drive up a river, up the side of a rock face, all in the name of off roading. At lunch stop I really needed to do something that I had never done before, turns out bears are not the only ones to do it in the woods!
We did 150 miles today approx 65ish off road. At approx 1730h we started to head for the Hotel in Panticosa which is a nice little Skiing resort with the chair lifts etc still in place.
The Hotel is ok, but they didn’t do evening meal so we had a little walk into town. What a disappointment it was for me, I chose the wrong dish as the waiter could not explain it too well and Clive saying you can’t go wrong with Pork; I ended up with pigs trotter – just fat and bone… MMMMM! We spoke to Sharon and Richard to see how they were and they said Richard is fetching the BMW in the morning and Sharon will try the Ducati by lunch time to let us know how they are planning on getting back.

A Bloody Tough Cookie

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

Got up normal time but feeling really tired today, Porl went to see if Pool was open but it sadly opened at 1000h. Got ready for breakfast which turned out to be amazing with plenty of choice from dried fruit to hot buffet, cereals to croissants, toast to cold meats. None of us wanted to leave but started to get bikes ready deciding we were only going out for a couple of hours.
Set off at 1045h, 15 minutes later than planned yet still feeling a little rushed for some.
Headed off towards a hill at the top of the hotel which was really rocky and bumpy to the point I kept loosing my footing and on one occasion I kicked Porl’s hands off the bars with both of us totally out of control we just started pissing ourselves with laughter. Came to a challenging spot after flying up the hill with ease as there were a few fallen trees in the way. This is where I got on foot and the bikers enjoyed the challenging routes around them, where i got a few good shots. Sharon over riding a lump and ending up way amongst the bushes was very amusing. Finally reached the road after getting around 5 fallen trees and thought I had lost my glasses so all followed our footsteps not finding them I looked deeper into my bag and stupidly found them.
Followed the road around which was mostly rocky but easier, going through a reserve we reached the top of another mountain and started heading down the other side. Coming to one bend we noticed Sharon on her side, she had taken the corner approach wrong and too fast as there was a lot of loose gravel on the track. She had taken a nasty gash to her knee but played it off as nothing had happened, Porl had a proper look and realised she had to go to hospital.. we couldn’t believe how she had taken it and wanted to continue to ride even without cleaning it. After a little heated argument Porl, Richard, Sharon and I headed off the mountain leaving Russell and Clive to continue whilst we headed for Jaca hospital. Reaching the hospital about 1430h we left Richard and Sharon to it whilst we go her passport, clothes etc. What a palaver all this was but had to be done. Clothes were in room but had no key, Passport was in Pinz but no one about or no keys. We blagged our way into room and got a few things before heading back off to hospital. Waited around until about 1615h after a X-ray and 20 something stitches, Sharon still wanted to ride but had been advised to take it easy fir 24 hours at least. Doctor seemed really friendly and helpful. Headed into Jaca to get pain killers before getting back to hotel.
After getting back to the hotel much later than planned Porl and I got ready for the pool which turned out to be a nightmare as the outside pool was being repaired and the indoor one turned out to be an expensive spa for 24Euros for 90 minutes. We scrambled back into the changing rooms before running to the bar. We sat and drank for a couple of hours before having another lovely meal.
After dinner had finished we all sat outside for half an hour drinking wine Anne and Pat had bought from Jaca earlier.
Settled down for bed around 0000h with the intentions of Porl riding his bike with Sharon in the Landy with me tomorrow as she was starting to struggle to walk with the leg stiffening.

A Long Day

Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009

Got up normal time of around 0730h and went straight for breakfast, which was the normal toast and cereals. Clive nicked some bread and ham for his sandwiches! The bill seemed really expensive at 330e for 3 nights.
Seemed a long time everyone getting ready, as usual we seemed to be hanging around for an hour or so as we are well prepared. Bad case of flies around us whilst waiting, seemed that Sharon had rubbed something in my hair night before! Just before leaving we all had a group photo with the peanut man and saw a Jay which I tried to take a photo of too.
Set off on the back road to Hecho then off into the mountains heading towards Jaca where we are to stay for 2 nights. Some very dusty tracks but interesting to drive as we had to dodge so many pot holes. Stopped on a narrow track for a cuppa and rich tea, which was cut short by a wide load combine harvester, so we set off again and went through several farm fields and shingle hills before stopping at a road side under trees for dinner. Tried the cheese we bought on the first day which was nice, but not as strong as it smelt.
Set off again towards a little village which had several tracks leading out the back of it, but came across the long awaited monastery which was beyond belief how it was set on the mountainside in amongst the rock face. Camera died here unfortunately so was a mad panic to charge again. Soon came to difficult sections which was nice and challenging but possible. Clive went off whilst we stayed in a field to check if track was passable, Clive decided it was ok, but Porl had to reverse down the track out of the field which was really scary as the angle, approach and edge was all challenging. Guiding Porl through the track for a while was awkward, I need to improve on my signals. A few hundred yards later it was impassable and all had to turn back on a very narrow road. We then noticed another track by which point Anne and I had swapped vehicles. Clive leading the way we had to push back several trees or drive on narrow windy tracks. This was a really good off road lane but sadly came to an end by an old disused house. We headed back towards the village and I noticed another track leading out but could not see how far it went on but we decided to give it a go.
At this point the village must have been laughing and thinking we were mad. Following the track it had many ruts and challenging routes which made the day very interesting. Again we were sent back near a disused house which was quite a way down the track at this point people were getting frustrated and hot, so we decided to call it a day and go to hotel now. On way back around track Clive let me drive the Steyr-Daimler-Puch Pinzgauer for a little while.
By about 1830h we had reached the posh hotel where Clive insisted we had to park the Landy elsewhere. It was at the middle of hillside overlooking its own golf course in the valley.
We all got settled in and scrubbed up before having a lovely meal. Shower was fantastic, heated mirrors et al in the rooms. Looked like Clive had made a very wise choice, as this seemed maybe a little cheaper than last stay.
After the dinner we went into the lounge for a couple of drinks before going to bed.

Mishaps and Mishapes

Monday, June 22nd, 2009

Woke up taking the piss out of Porl because he didn’t come home alone last night, that’s right he brought a carafe home… and didn’t he regret it!
Went down for breakfast a little later than normal which turned out to be the same servings as yesterday.
Set off for the other side of the mountains to yesterday, started off on a really nice lane but somewhat cold in the shade as it was only 1000h. I had put some foam to extend the seat as I was half on and half off and although at first this helped, the damage had already been done. We headed off deeper into the mountains and saw a snow topped mountain range which we tried to find a way up but only mountains opposite had tracks although after going half way up we were blocked by a locked gate.
Headed back down and took loads of photos at a bridge and waterfall. Just before here we saw the damage an avalanche had caused recently.
Headed off around the corner onto a nice looking route which would have taken us closer to the snow topped mountains but was cut off by road works, the people were adamant we weren’t going across even if we could have made it. Sharon pointed out a humming bird to me which was absolutely amazing to see from two feet away, so small, fast and beautiful, unfortunately didn’t get a shot.
We stayed here and had lunch, hoping the workers would disappear for their siesta but no such luck. The ladies went for a walk and spotted all sorts of fantastic wild life and brought back some wild strawberries which were really sweet but very very small, didn’t quite make up for Clive not stopping on way down but were good.
We got back on the bike and headed deeper into the hills seeing some breath taking scenery. We hit a track that was very muddy but dry, and had to cross the river, I tried taking photos of everyone as they crossed, with the exception of Sharon, who hit a rock and started flying towards me on one wheel so I ducked for cover! Trying to capture as many photo’s as possible throughout the day, having quite a giggle along the way, Richard and Sharon snidely ganged up and switched our bike engine off and then pranced around on their bikes whilst I took shots.
By now my bum has gone beyond recognition in terms of shape, feeling etc! We headed back into Hecho after a long drive back, desperate for an ice cream we looked around the whole village not seeing much open we headed back for the bikes, realising we had lost Clive and Russell. Suddenly they appeared and said half the shops were open, amazed, we went to have a look and ended up having a Magnum with nuts.
Before long the day was over and we had showered up for tea.
Starters was a vegetable soup with cheese and home made croutons for a sprinkling. The main was chicken with a creamy mushroom sauce and chips. Whilst pudding was Mille Creme, which was a creamy thick milk.
The owner gave us a free shot of a 1% alcoholic drink which was made with small berries, tasted similar to aniseed sherry, very weird drink indeed but I drank it!!
Once we had all finished we decided to show the photo’s so far, seemed that people lost interest quite quickly, but they were impressed!
It’s now 2315, so I had better go to sleep as we have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow to the really posh hotel which Clive keeps saying we are only allowed to go if we park the Landy out the back out of harms way! Damn, Porl is snoring and the wind is howling again, will I ever get to sleep?