A Night Hike up Benbulben (in the rain)Thursday, 13 August 2015
It soon reminded me of an episode of 999 Lifesavers. The floodlights and rescue guys carrying tanks of oxygen didn't help. I was starting to think that if we did get to the top, and stood still for any amount of time, we'd be screwed. In a situation like that, you don't really feel the cold until you stop moving. If we kept on trucking, we'd be fine.
I was proven to be right, by the way. When we were inches from the peak, we stopped to hear an announcement. The woman stood just a few feet away from me, but all I heard was
"PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER down PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER danger PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER reschedule PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER slip PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER"
I think I got the gist of it. It was far too dangerous for us to stand at the top of the mountain, in a storm cloud, and watch a play. We'd given it a fair whack, but it was time to head back down. To head back down the slippy, sludgy, steep mountain.