Well it's suppose to be a nice view from here!
This was the trip to the top of the hill, Scafell in the Lake District of England, that went a bit wrong. Wrong in that we didn't actually do any radio in the end.
It wasn't all that bad going up, it's just that the high wind and cloud meant that it was more of an issue avoiding getting lost and getting hypothermia. Fortunately, there was a nice bit of wall to sit behind and in true SOTA fashion out came the camping stove and a tin of tomato soup was heated up. Visibility was less than 30m as we made our way along the ridge to come round and down. The drizzle was the type that wets everything, but my recently cleaned Gore-Tex jacket kept it all out.
Now this end of the Lakes are less well tramped than the usual peaks, and it was a case of heading off on a bearing until we found a very vague path and did end up back at the campsite although for a long time we we'ren't sure we were even in the right valley.
We'll have to have another go later I suppose. Still, we did get to (almost) the highest point in England, we had planned to get onto Scafell Pike, but with high winds and no visibility that wasn't to be.
Plans were to operate 2m SSB and FM up there, the ancient FT290R transceiver and HB9CV antenna were carted up there to remain unused and we only heard one station calling another summit in North Wales (which we couldn't hear).
Oh well, back to the pub for a pint then!
