
- This is the first time I have been away from home for a full 2 weeks;
- This trip is also the first expedition of any sort I have done with the Scouts - apart from the Cotswold Marathon;
- Although I've been to Scotland before this is the first time I have visited Orkney. I like the islands a lot (apart from Sanday which we found practically uninhabited - except for cows! - and incredibly boring!);
- The first time I've seen close up the interior of a green wheelie bin;
- This is the first time I've ever had to unpack and use my survival bag!
- The first time I'm having to use midge repellent and my special anti-midge net hat (which makes me look like my head is being consumed by a big green ... thing);
- The first time I have climbed Ben Nevis.
I have really enjoyed the trip - everyone has been great and there have been some really good laughs; although I have to admit the number of false summits I saw on my first ascent of Ben Nevis would get anyone down! I really look forward to being part of future expeditions with the 44th!!
For the record .... Rob - I do not have an addiction to Coca-Cola and my sloth behaviour is due to a tendency to fall asleep on long tedious journeys ..... Daniel - please keep your nails short and out of the cutlery tray .... Adam G - where did you get your tent?
Article by Little Rich (Young)
'Ow Do' - Orcadian weather is somewhat temperamental ....
..... however we were fortunate that the rain restricted itself to occasional drizzles and only one major downpour;
'Ow Do' - Sanday is a beautiful island ....
..... however the beauty was mostly as a result of the isolation and solitude that the island provides; it is ideal for day trips, longer stays are likely to prove tiresome as apart from coastal walking there aren't many activities ... and the tiny villages are all but deserted ... there are plenty of cows though ....
'Ow Do' - Hoy is ideal for Duke of Edinburgh expeditions ....
..... it affords beautiful scenery with pleasant hikes for all abilities; the free bothy at Rackwick Bay is an ideal base, it is warm and dry with adequate facilities and provides ready access to the 'Old Man' which is definitely worth the 2½ - 3 hour round trip;
'Ow Do' - Beware the Bonxies my son ....
..... they're more dangerous than any jabber can wok; the bonxy or artic skua is a bird of fearsome reputation that protects its 'patch' with loud wailing cries and savage swooping strikes with its bill; a blood-thirsty pirate of the skies who feeds off the live chicks of other seabirds, it is best well avoided;
'Ow Do' - Seek the Stromness Shopping Week Queen ....
..... in a Kirkwall bar! Tsk! Tsk! Laura Wilson what were you thinking .......;
'Ow Do' - Orcadian lasses love to wear royal blue ....
..... catch 'em if you can, lads! (See "Bonxies & Other Birds")
'Ow Do' - Three legs are better than one ....
..... the great three-legged races of Stromness Shopping Week - get to know your partner really well ... don't ask for 'heavy' at each stop ... remember where you put the harbour ... splash .....
'Ow Do' - Look out, look out, there's a gimper about ....
..... if you want your tent poles snapped, if you ever want to be evicted from a busy hostelry, if you want to be told that a night's camping will cost an arm and a leg, if you want to discover that the chickens have all gone, or that the Loch Ness monster resides in Loch Ness so what's it doing sat on the forecourt of a BP garage in Inverness???? ... then you need a gimper.
'Ow Do' - There's nowt as queer as folk ....
..... just ask that gimper over there....
Article based on entry by Adam Lewis
The Journey Up ..... left STRS at 15.30hrs ... M5/M6 not too bad ... lots of honking truckers and a few flirty looks twixt passenger side look-out and slow-laner loverlies ... curses as the limiter cuts in (67mph max - what a bore!) ... Threfall Viaduct road works stop-start-stop ... stop .... oh bugger .... rolling on again, northwards bound, a-way toward the call of the heather clad hills and glens .....
We roll up at the Toll Bar Campsite, Gretna Green, pitch camp in the lush green grass and allow the first midges in Scotland to taste of our blood. A brew-up and egg, bacon, sausage rolls rounded off the day just right and we all tumbled into a peaceful slumber lulled by the rolling, rumbling growl of truckers' wheels as they sped past throughout the night.
Roll call: 5.30am ... or was it 6.30am ... or 7.30am????
There seemed to be some confusion over start time .... oh well, photocalls into England and Scotland extended leave time to approx 9.15am. Good progress through lowlands on to Perth.
Nice lunch stop in gardens over-looking River Tay - sun/rain/dodgeball/photocall - an hour or so included some shopping (for Coe-ee's 18th b'day - except he was only 17!!) before setting off - found ourselves on A939 through to Braemar. A long windy haul - no time make any serious attempt on Glas Maol so pushed right on to Inverness (McTesco shopping and wee comfort stop) and then Dingwall for expensive overnight in Caravan & Camping Club site right next to Ross County FC ground. (Note for future reference the paucity of suitable campsites in this region). Curried chicken - Balti sauce mix and fried chicken pieces, yum! - a good end to a long day's driving. Sshh - absolute quiet after 11pm.
Day three - we strike and clear by 9am; a mad dash ensues on good clear roads up to Thurso just in time for noon-day ferry. ESL negotiates bringing forward our passage by 24hours with the helpful reservations lady and we're on. Fish and chips lunch in cafe, then roll off into Stromness around 13.30hrs. Right into the last throes of .... Shopping Week?!
Super-heroes come and go, each with their own special powers to amaze and save mankind from certain death and destruction. Some are born to it, other require a catalyst to effect the change from ordinary mortal to super-human being, most keep their identities secret and distinct.
Little known to us mere mortals before our visit to Orkney, we had in our midst the 44th's very own super-hero (although there were some suspicions following a recent Geology field trip to Ireland earlier this year). Quiet, tall, Karlof soft-spoken, no-one would have imagined the terrifying yet awesome secret that Robin Griffiths kept concealed behind his passive demeanor.
For when Robin imbibes a glass of Guinness, an amazing transformation takes place - he becomes ... Bob - The Adventurer!
One such episode was recounted by a terror-struck Samuel Johnson. Having survived the Fleet Inn incident and returned to the snug safety of their tents, Samuel witnessed the following exchange ...
Rob: "Can you move over - you're a bit too close"
Robin: "That's not close ... This is close"
(Robin lays on top of Rob)
Rob: "Gerroff me Robin"
Robin: "I'm not Robin - I'm Bob The Adventurer!"

All expeditions have certain moments that pluck a common chord of humour or appreciation and get etched into the collective memory. More often than not they become the flash points for future traditions and expectations. In most cases there is no real rhyme nor reason nor sense as to why a particular incident sparks the imagination or what the instance or object is that sets it off in the first place. It could be something someone says, or does, deliberately or inadvertently; it could even be some object as mundane as a simple potato - which has in the past inexplicably had a group of 20 or so intelligent and sound-minded individuals convulsed in fits of laughter for over 10 minutes in a woodland clearing in Sweden.
Whilst in Norway several such illogical yet intensely humorous occasions originated from Pete Lloyd - or 'Comedy Pete' as he became dubbed. Who can forget his culinary triumph with "Hibra-noo" or his Rip-van-Winkle impressions? Or his renaming of Oslo's new Gardemoen Airport to IKEA Airport?
So it was with a certain degree of sadness - and wondering who or what would provide those comedy gems that would go down into the anals of unit history - that we greeted the news that Comedy Pete would not be sailing with our Orkney raiding party. And Pete - moving house is such a cockamamie excuse!












