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The Ascent to Snowdon: Snow jokes and an icy reception

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Hamish - Having stayed overnight in Bangor, Darren and I zipped down to Pen Y Pass just after the crack of dawn. The drive was relatively uneventful, though we did manage to get lost even WITH the satnav - an omen of what was to come? We hoped not. "V suspicious looking mist" Upon arrival we quickly realised quite how much snow there was. I mean it was beautiful. Harsh black rock, cut with the white snow and the blue sky - there wasn't even much wind at first, which made the opening stretch of the walk relatively nice. There was a small issue though - THE ICE. Upon arrival we jumped straight for the "hard" route to the pass, which slowly climbed up the outside of the horseshoe on a steep mountainside path. The steps of those who had been walking there over the past days had frozen, and refrozen, and made a nice slippery hell for us to bob around on. Luckily my shoes seemed to have decided to be relatively grippy under these conditions. Darren - sa

Charlottes' Walk

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On Friday 2nd March I undertook my 10 hour walk. As everyone in the UK will know, for the majority of that week it had been snowing and was bitterly cold, and whilst it wasn't as bad in Essex as it was in other parts of the UK, as my photos will attest, the conditions were certainly not ideal. Whilst I was determined to do the walk in 10 hours, I also reminded myself that my safety was the main priority, so I was at least going to walk for as long as I could. I set out from my house in Rayleigh, Essex, at just gone 7, and decided to walk along familiar roads, setting my Nan's old house as my target. The conditions on the pavements varied, to areas where there as no snow or ice, to areas where I nearly slipped and fell multiple times! I decided that it was safest to walk on snowier parts which often meant I walked in a zig zag motion, meaning I probably looked even madder than normal! I reached my nana's old house which is just on the outskirts of Southend near the airport

Supporting IRMO with Volunteer Workshops - we aren't just crazy walkers!

On top of fundraising, we have had a really fantastic time working directly with IRMO over the past few months. A quick reminder for those who tragically missed the last blog post - IRMO is the "Indoamerican Refugee and Migrant Organisation", a London-based charity looking to support Indoamericans to escape from poverty and exploitation.  We spent some time at the beginning of our collaboration in September discussing how best we could support the work they do. IRMO runs a number of different projects from a Women’s Project that supports women with anything from learning English, to providing emotional and social support to a Careers service that aims to help individuals with developing their employability skills, writing a CV and interview practice.  Through our conversations with the charity we decided to collaborate with the Family Project and LIFE, two projects that focus on education and supporting children and young adults ages 5-19 with their learning and developme

The first step of many...

Thrown together by fate our merry little band sat pondering a few months ago on how to put ourselves out there to raise money for charity... We wanted to make some good in the world, so naturally we thought "Perhaps we could tame alligators?" I said - however Catherine pointed out that sadly crocodile taming was not in mine, nor any other of the group's abilities... We had no hidden crocodile dundee. One person piped up with cake sale... however we stared down at our ever expanding waistlines (a sad side effect of office life) and realised that we couldn't just rely on calories - we would need to be a little more creative, both to push the boat out for charity and to avoid becoming "the blob". As we stared into a vision came to us. Perhaps it was a prophecy. Perhaps it was just too little sleep in the opening weeks of our new job... But regardless it was a sign. So we decided to go and battle our willpower. *hooray*. A bit about us: We ar