What a fantastic few days I’ve had, and best of all I have been paid to do it. Sometimes I can’t quite believe my luck, not only do I get to do some amazing things as a youth worker but I get to meet amazing people.
It all started on Wednesday where I had to attend a training course I was dreading. Level 2 Mountain bike group leader. We headed off to Rivington Pike (not far from Bolton). We totally lucked out with the weather which made the mountain biking fun, lots of boys, and a few girls, on their toys. It was a great day and despite getting three punctures, YES THREE, I learnt a lot, saw some great views and passed the course to boot
The next morning, very saddle sore and legs still screaming form biking I had to pack a rucksack ready for an overnight residential to Skiddaw (a huge lump of rock in the Lake District overlooking Derwent Water). I wont lie getting up there was hell. That said we made it up and the young people were fantastic. The view as you can see above was worth the slog (that rock you can see in the far distance is the Isle of Mann). We then headed down the back and in the early evening arrived at the most remote inhabited youth hostel in the country, Skiddaw House. The business owners live in house and were a really friendly and hospitable couple. The house was old, cold, out of signal range and had no electricity. It was fabulous.
The young people loved the trip and am sure they will remember the experience for the rest of their lives.
The next day, Friday, was a leisurely stroll round the mountain back to our minibus, with lots of sunbathing and great chat along the way. The trip was made possible by working with Tim Deighton, he’s an outdoor specialist that has taken young people all over the world and is an amazing youth worker as well, I have learnt so much from him on our many trips together. Through work I have met so many amazing people.
One of the reasons for me starting a blog was to capture my thoughts, experiences and as a way of reflecting on how things and people influence and change me on my journey through life.
I was welcomed home with huge cuddles and kisses from the kids, a pizza from the wife, yum, and the news my daughter had won the golden award at school for being fantastic all week (proud dad mode, engaged).
So I’m sat here typing, my body in ribbons and a huge smile on my face. Sometimes my job sucks, sometimes it takes my breath away. Not much to complain about really.
Good luck in life people, slog through the hard times, enjoy the good times and remember to look up and take in the view, what you see might just take your breath away.