We left Scotland by 9pm with daylight on our side.
Driving though the sunset into the night, along the western shore of Loch Lomond. Fuelled, partly with adrenaline and the rest Redbull, we drove south along the M6 stopping once for a change of driver. We drove until the the Northern sky became light and a small single track road brought us to the sleeping giants of the Wasdale valley. The home of Scafell Pike. The 2nd stop on the INTO THE OUTSIDE National 3 Peaks challenge
We parked at the Wasdale head car park and unloaded as the sky brightened. With time against us we made it a quick turn around and started on the trail just before 4am. The team looked tired and pale faced but soldiered up Lingmell Gill. The small trickle of water, scorched dry by the lack of rain, soothed our ears as we walked up the path. Crossing Lingmell we looked back to witness the pink sky brightening over the sea in the distance. What a sight, speechless and smiling.
The weather on Ben Nevis the evening before looked like repeating itself for the day ahead. What a joy. As we continued the group slowed as one of our team started to feel the effect of a lack of sleep, water and food. Ishi was brave but had to head back to base camp at Wasdale Head.
With her blessing we pushed on and continued at great speed to the boulder strewn valley below the awesome amphitheatre of rock that includes Black Crag, Scafell Crag and Pikes Crag. The guys were totally blown away by the rock formations and the silence and stillness in the air.
After a few pictures and a snack we marched on to the saddle between our summit and Lingmell and with 2 and a bit hours we had reached our 2nd summit of the National 3 Peaks - Scafell Pike!
The group were elated and sat in awe as they watched the sun rise. The clouds over Great Gable were spectacular to watch and we had the summit to ourselves - perfect. I pointed out all of my home county mountains and a few members of the group to me to shut up and stop being such a nerd.
After another quick snack we made our way back down. Now the race was really on as it dawned on a few members of the group that 24 hours was going to be a push.
No minute could now be wasted as we made quick progress back down to the Hallow stones. We passed a group of Irish guys on the way up that we had met on Ben Nevis and said hi! The the two climbers who had taken our picture on the summit of Ben Nevis crossed us! We now had some other people to beat!
The sun was now warming the stones and grass below our feet and Wast Water was coved in daylight. We got back to the car within the 4 hour mark and orders of a quick turn around were issued! Food, stretch, water, boots off, sleep - GO…. But I wanted to wild swim… NO CHANCE!!
Next stop and 4.5 hours later we arrived at Pen-y-Pass ready to tackle Snowdon.