What the hell were we thinking

How do you celebrate turning 50? Nice lunch? Buy a Harley? Get a big tattoo? No - we decided to climb Kilimanjaro to help launch a Charity. Will we make it? And how? Read on as the story unfolds.

Saturday 17 September 2011

From Shoveling Grit to Shoveling ....

A mundane practicality of life is man's need to drop a log every now and then. But while we had our own private toilet tent, complete with chemical khazi (expertly erected by Peter the Bog Porter and associates) at camp, there was a distinct lack of facilities on the trail.

And judging by the amount of bangers and mash left behind any reasonably sized off piste rock, no shortage of people getting caught short and taking what became euphemistically known as a "Countryman" (aka sending an email with attachments).

 "Did anyone else bring a shovel, or is it just me?" asked JG
"A shovel?"
"The list said shovel or trowel, so Bex packed the shovel we use for gritting the road in winter"
So, from shoveling grit in Wales to shoveling $*!% in Africa, I bet that shovel will be the talk of the valleys when it gets back home.

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