You couldn’t have picked a better evening for the concentrated mini navigation course run by Steven Fallon yesterday. Half the group were about to do various mountain marathons and the rest of us wanted to brush up on skills, which in my case were more wanting than I realised, as I rapidly turned from know-all to numpty on the hill. The windows were not actually frosted glass, it was thick mist and getting dark as we went out to put into practice micro-navigation.
Perfect! No visual clues at all meant proper reliance on compass, timing and pacing.
The final exercise with a series of compass bearings, distances and features to find in the growing gloom was a serious test of confidence. Lights and voices came and went as pairs criss crossed. Al and I by some fluke not involving getting to the correct checkpoints actually managed to get to the final destination, as did everyone else. Brilliant! Though we did manage to lose him on the way home after he stopped to tie a shoelace.
An excellent evening and many thanks to Steven.