“Sidling”. What’s sidling I hear you say? Sounds rather pleasant…
“He sidled up to me and asked for a tenner”, a ‘cheeky wander’ perhaps…?
Nope! It’s effing hard work that’s what! :) When you see ‘sidle’, in future, read ‘Indiana Jones shimmying along a precipice with his back to the wall’. It’s not that relaxing let’s say, technical underfoot, and it’s heck of a slow progress! :) Basically it’s a thin path cut into the slope of a steep valley. And not necessarily a flat path either. ‘Undulating sidling’ now that’s my personal favourite. There was a ‘junior intro’ to sidling this morning ( a minor annoyance ). We were in for the ‘pro course’ later in the section!
Steep Sidling
Nicky Sidling Above River in Gorgey Bit
A few ‘intense sections’ just on the way-out here. Some areas where the river becomes narrow and deep, with steep sided cliffs on both sides, or huge boulders to wobble across, are the choices. The water was rushing down a series of small gushing waterfalls. Excellent ;) We had to concentrate for a bit, but soon we got back out to a wide stretch and bumped into some hunting chaps. The fellas with the big guns brought us mixed news. There was snow coming tonight, down to 800metres… ( Could be a cold night! ). But the good news? We’re only half an hour from the car park. Yey! We might make it to the pub tonight after all!