The Worst Journey in the WorldAspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
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chthonic, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
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MULTIMAP!Instructed me and my boyfriend to go along *this* road:
It was also 4am in the morning because we didn't leave home until 11pm, snow was falling ( which covered all the road signs ) and there were no road lights. If we didn't go down a dip just before this bit and feel strangely uneasy and reverse back ( I'm so glad we *did* reverse: if we'd done a 3 point turn the car would have gone down the mountain ) we would have been a bit stuck. I think in the end we gave up trying to find the campsite at 4.30am and slept in a layby on the road which at 9am in daylight turned into a coach turning point for the tourist attraction nearby... they weren't happy with us as you can probably guess.
So if your new boyfriend suggests to go to the peak district, DON'T leave at 11pm at night when you live in Reading, DON'T use multimap that asks you to go down roads that were shut in 1979 and DON'T once you find the campsite in daylight insist that your boyfriend drive onto very deep mud in an ickle peugeot 106 then have to be pushed back off after 20 minutes by a group of laughing toff teenagers.
Probably not the worst journey in my life, but definately the most scary.
It was also the boyfriend's 21st birthday. And at the end of that day he brought a sword. So it didn't end up too bad.
more pics here arthmelow.fotopic.net/p13973948.html
(, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 17:48, Reply)
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