I will never forget those days...

Went on the 1978,79 and 80 Trips with Mr Barr (Port Glasgow) - Will never forget these days - Iceland was a hard grind but amazing considering the weights we were lugging at an early age and have been back to the country several times since. Sicily - God I remember the rumble on the rim of Etna....2 weeks later it blew its top - we must have had God on our side as I remember a few were killed at the top. Sleeping in Olive groves under the stars - the famous Night of the Giant toad - the noise of the piglets in the night looking for food - tapping out boots in case of scorpions and stamping the ground to warn off any snakes at Mr Barr had tought us - 3 shift watches when we hit night time at the coast...God and scaring the hell outta 2 midnight bathers - oh and there was the sinking of the so called unsinkable pedalo.

10,500 feet up the Pyrenees - Totally the best trip for me...Linked together at the top and boot skiing down over the Glacier to camp - Sorry to be rude but that dried food certainly caused some interesting noises.....The midnight rustle of people secretly taking food out of packs and Mr Barr and his Pipe observing from the front of his tent and aways taking notes for the journal - In a way a second father and teacher more than you could ever wish for.....Miss ya.

Martin Pollock