Yes! After months of training (4 weeks training for Paul due to a knee injury early on), we finally completed the Coniston Challenge on Sat 11th Sept 2010.
We opted to do hiking, cycling and kayaking in that order. I don’t think there is an easy order. Whatever you do first is the easiest and from there on, we just became more tired… as did the other teams too.
After heavy rain all night, we woke up in the morning to find the Old Man of Coniston mountain covered in mist and low cloud. In hindsight I think that was a good thing because at least we couldn’t see how high it was!
Here we are starting off the walk just before the timer was set! Looking quite cheerful (despite the pouring rain) as we have no idea how hard the day is going to be!
We started off from a school in Coniston village and the walk is 10km up the Old Man of Coniston, climbing via the shortest and steepest route and coming down via a longer easier route.
Most of the way up, we walked in low cloud so it was head down to avoid the rain.

As we climbed, the low cloud was lifting with us so behind us, when we paused to get our breath, we could see the views of Coniston and Grizedale Forest (where we would do the cycling in the afternoon). Ahead, all we could see was white swirling mist and a few metres of path ahead of us.
Marshalls along the route checked that we kept together as a team (we had to be within 100metres of each other at all times). Here is our first marshall pointing out where to go.
On we went. Sadly, the photos I have only show the easier bits… on the steep bits I needed to concentrate. There was no time for photos!
Here we are at the top in the cold, damp, windy mist. We didn’t stop long. It was time for a quick drink, an energy bar, find woolly hat and gloves and get moving again!
Coming down was an easier and longer route. We set off quite fast because it was so cold and we had already taken 2.5 hours to reach the top. The path was really slippery in parts as water was running down it and off the rocks so we had to be careful. It required total concentration to watch where we put our feet. The one time I allowed my concentration to slip (thinking about my pasta lunch at the bottom!) I slipped and slid a few feet down the hill.
Just to show that we did have some fun on the way… Sarah and I are pretending to be munchkins behind a rock! Call it fun… call it too much sugar from energy bars and drinks…. (I never want to drink another energy drink or eat another energy bar again)… or call it altitude sickness at 800 metres!
We made it back to the school in Coniston after 4 hours and 18 minutes. We were one of the slowest teams. Ah well. Somebody had to be!
After stopping for pasta lunch, a quick stretch of my muscles and more energy drinks, we changed into cycling gear, got the bikes ready and we were off again.
The first part is easy round to the other side of the lake and then very quickly there is a steep climb up into the north end of Grizedale Forest. That was some climb and quite difficult after the tough walk in the morning. After about a mile, it was then 3 or 4 miles of steady climb up through the forest. I kept suggesting to Paul that he breathe through his nose and smell the pines which wasn’t exactly well received advice but they did smell amazing! By this time, the sun was out and we could see across to the Old Man of Coniston and see how high we had walked in the morning. It was beautiful.
Then we made it to the top. 300m. This is Paul and me at the top.
Then it was a mix of up and down, some technical off road cycling up and down. Everywhere was really wet so it made it quite slippery which added to the fun and the challenge.
The final stretch was down hill on a gravel path. Again, it was running in an inch of water because of the rain coming off the mountain. At times, it was quite steep and quite slippery. This was the highlight of the day for me as I came whizzing down the mountain, feeling totally at one with my bike, fuelled by adrenaline, sheer joy, a small amount of fear and getting soaked and splashed with mud. Well, it’s not mountain biking unless you come home with mud on every body part!
No time for photos by this point as we were so far behind which is a shame because the views across the forest, over the lake and over to the Old Man of Coniston where we’d walked were quite spectacular as the low cloud had completely lifted and the sun was shining.
We finally made it back to the school in Coniston in 2 hours and 43 minutes. Once again, we were one of the slowest teams. There was no time to change so we had to rush down to the lake on our bikes to get to the kayaking in time because we had been so slow all day. So still in cycling gear (I did take off my helmet!) and still wearing cycling shoes and gloves, we set off on the kayaks.
Now the kayaks are described as “sit on top, very stable two man kayaks”. What I will say is that they are stable for 2 people who are about 5 foot 8 and moderate build. But when one of you is 5 foot 8 and 70kg and the other is 6 foot 1 and 110kg, then they become very unstable.
Mark and Sarah had kayaked before so they quickly got into a rhythm and off they went. Paul and I got on a kayak and set off behind them. Within four strokes, I was catapulted into the air and began the fourth event of the day… the unplanned event which I’d been hoping to avoid… yes… swimming. Yes, we both ended up in the lake. So the organisers told us to wade back to shore and start again. Which we did. With the same result.
This time, they suggested Paul sat on the front. It was still really unstable. The good thing is that this time I could see what Paul was doing. If he so much as turned his head to one side, the kayak rocked so violently, that we nearly went in again. So I realised at this point that it wasn’t what he was doing with the oars, it was just sitting still that made it unstable.
So we decided that the only thing to do was for him to sit really still and for me to do the paddling. Now this was not what I had planned. I’d expected to be exhausted at this point and to let Paul do all the paddling with me occasionally waving an oar around to show willing.
Sadly this was not going to happen as we did not want to risk falling in the lake again once we had left the shore because it was very deep.
So 35 minutes later, with very sore aching shoulders, I managed to paddle us back to shore.
In the end, I was glad it happened like this because I’d managed the walk and cycle without any trouble and I was feeling so physically strong at this point that I felt as though I had the energy to do either the walk or cycle again! So finally, I got the opportunity to work through the burn of sore shoulders and we made it back to shore to complete our challenge. At least I felt as though I’d worked hard by this point!
Here we all are after completing the challenge. Still smiling….
We did the whole thing in 7 hours and 36 minutes and came a very respectable 19th out of 22 teams. In the end, it’s not about the time, it’s about raising money for Guide Dogs, although my competitive streak wishes we could have been middle of the pack rather than bringing up the rear! We are currently at £2800 and I expect we will get to £2900 before we finish fundraising.
So a big THANKYOU to all of you who supported us by cheering us on in training and coming along to our fundraising events and donating your hard earned cash. We really appreciate it and more importantly, it helps someone who is blind or partially sighted have the freedom and independence in life that we take for granted.
Finally, I confess that I suggested to do the challenge for more selfish reasons. After struggling with a bad back for 10 years, I wanted to have a goal to focus on so that I could spend time getting it fit and strong. I’m proud to say that I achieved exactly that.
Thanks to my ostepoath Jerry who keeps putting me back together when I break and overdo things and Martin my newly found sports massage therapist who eased my poor hamstrings with only days to go before the event and showed me how to stretch my muscles properly so that they worked with me not against me, and thanks to the spin teachers who kept telling me to pedal harder in class and the people in the gym who gave me impossible exercises to do which hurt… ( I never did get the hang of the stepper!) I finally completed the challenge with so much energy to spare that I could probably have done it all again.
OK, so enough of the thanks… I just finished a challenge, not won an Oscar.
So, the old story of me having a back problem is history. I’m now fit and strong. I can walk 10km up a mountain, cycle 17km off road up a mountain and single-handedly paddle a two man kayak across a lake.
The day after the challenge, the sun was shining. This is a photo of the Old Man of Coniston, taken from the school which was our starting point for the walk.
And this is a photo of Grizedale Forest that we cycled up. 300 metres doesn’t look so high from this angle!!!

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