3 Peaks Challenge by team
'Pretty Skimpy Pants'
Every year I like to do something to raise funds for a different charity. This year I have once again roped my mad bessy friend Fiona Bell into accompanying me. The best news is that our other mad and lovely friend Jean Parnaby has 'leapt' at the chance to join us too. So in May the intrepid trio will take on the challenge of conquering Britains three highest peaks, namely Ben Nevis, Scafell Pike and Snowdon.
Our chosen charity this year is PSP.
PSP (Progressive Supranuclear Palsy) is a debilitating and unfortunately incurable condition on the same spectrum as Motor Neurone Disease. To find out more visit
As well as embarking on an intensive training programme to build our fitness levels we will be holding various 'events' to help raise funds for this very worthy cause.
Please find it in your heart to give a little to our fund.
Our inspiration for raising funds for PSP comes about because one of Fiona & Jean's friends, John Mooney, was diagnosed with PSP eleven years ago and has been battling this very debilitating disease.
His wife Jean writes
`John Mooney has been battling this cruel illness for more than eleven years. He was such a fit and healthy fine man, who was always ready to help others. The whole family has been deeply affected by PSP. Raising awareness and funds for research is so important for an illness that currently has no cure.`
I will endevour to update this page regularly with news of our training progress and the events programme.
Thursday 17th May
We were to be picked up at Todhills Service Station by Kat & Carly. So in order to boost our energy levels we decided to have one last coffee & cake! We sat in Costa for over half and hour and then discovered that our transport had been sitting outside waiting all along!! Great start! Already on board was another victim Linda, who had joined the bus at Penrith. We then travelled on to Glasgow Airport where we picked up the other group members who had flown up from Stanstead. After a very beautiful journey via Loch Lomond and up through Glencoe we arrived at Fort William and 'The Ben' was waiting for us teasingly under a shroud of cloud (thank goodness because I think if we had getten a glimpse of what was to come we might have been tempted to turn around there and then and come home)
After a restful night (well I slept but poor Jean had to 'remind' Fiona a few times that she snored) we breakfasted and were ferried to the foot of Ben Nevis. After a final briefing from Kat and an introduction to Hannah, our other guide and a local lass who has climbed Ben Nevis so many times she can't remember how many, we took a huge intake of breath and said 'Let's Do This'!