Seven Deadly Outdoors Sins...
OM member Alex Ford unleashes his prejudices on the world and unveils the things that make him really ANGRY!!!!
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OUTDOORSmagic member Alex Ford grips
tolerance by the throat and piles in with prejudice as he descibes
his Seven Deadly Outdoors Sins (note: OUTDOORSmagic does not
necessarily agree with these views, however we may have a sneaking
sympathy for one or two of them)
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Alex - he's not the messiah,
he's a very naughty boy
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Way back in the Bible, we were informed that there are seven deadly
sins, Sloth, Gluttony, Pride, and, well, four more that to be honest
escape me for now! They were made famous in the fantastic film with
my favourite actor, Kevin Spacey.
Anyway, it got me thinking - If there are seven deadly sins which,
if you were to commit them would turn the angels backs, are there
equally seven deadly sins which could get you shunned from the
outdoors community?
Surely there are some things for which there are no excuses...
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1. Ron Hill Tracksters Ok, these are the ideal
outdoors trousers. I even wear them myself. Comfortable,
quick drying, easy to get hold of, cheap - all those things!
Out on the hill they are brilliant. BUT, (and it's a big
but) not in the pub at the end of the walk. They have a
rather, erm, bad effect on the wearer, which although not
great, is acceptable out on the hill, but not in the pub.
There the clingy-ness of the items make a certain part of
the male anatomy stand-out, and unless the female is Anna
Kornikova or Rachel Stevens, they can accentuate the size of
the ladies rear. And don't even get me started on Visible
Panty Line (for both MEN and WOMEN)!
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2. Wearing Gaiters WITH shorts. Why? Where is the
logic of this? I fail to see it! Even worse is wearing
gaiters with shorts on a gloriously sunny day ON Top of Sca
Fell Pike? There's not even any water up there for
crissakes! Now don't get me wrong here - I do understand the
reason for Gaiters, and they are a great bit of kit when
yomping through muddy bogs or even through the dreaded wet
bracken. It's just that some members of the outdoor
fraternity seem to think that they must wear gaiters no
matter what the weather and conditions are! Let me tell you
something guys - just 'cos you are a walker, it doesn't mean
you have to wear the gaiters your mum bought you for
Christmas.
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3. Red Socks. Do I need to say any more? Burn in
Hell.
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4. Trekking poles on scrambles. There you are,
scrambling along Striding Edge, having a fine time. Slightly
spooked, but enjoying the experience when you hasten upon a
gentleman in front of you. He has poles. But he has them out
and extended. As his hands make contact with the rock, the
poles flail about wildly like some deranged downhill Olympic
skier. Walking poles are great. They are a huge help when
trying to power up long slogging slopes, and are superb for
aiding descents. But why do some outdoors enthusiasts insist
on keeping them to hand when doing difficult scrambles? Can
you imagine a reason for having poles out when doing Crib
Goch or Bristly Ridge? No, neither can I! Other than to poke
the eyes out of those people behind you. Now if they are
wearing red socks and gaiters with shorts - that doesn't
sound like a bad idea!
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5. Slow People! Slow people you say? How could
slow people possibly be a sin? Well, it's not just the slow
moving elderly, bearded lady with the single Leki anti-shock
trekking pole, it's the feelings of 'path rage' and anger
that wells inside the person stuck behind her. There she is,
pottering along the path ever so slowly, chatting to her
equally elderly sister whilst pulling along an asthmatic
white West Highland Terrier taking up ALL the path. The sin
is never allowing you past. This is such bad karma for all
others using the paths, especially when they are doing this
on the downhill sections of the walk. Oh and when you do
manage to squeeze past, you hear that amazingly loud
"TUT"...
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6. Mobile Phones. Yes they are useful. Yes they
are potentially a lifesaver. Yes I have used one from the
top of a summit. BUT. It's the ones that ring and the owner
answers and bellows: "You'll never guess where I am" And the
worst offenders, and they should be damned to hell are those
with popular music ring-tones. I do not want to listen to
the latest Daniel Bedingfield single being played to me on
the summit of Blencathra! I even once heard Elgar being
destroyed by the beepy horror that is the mobile phone.
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7. Littering. Ok a serious one this. If you have
ever littered on a hill or mountain, well you deserve
whatever you get when you cross that old River Styx. The
worst place for litter I have ever seen is the limestone
pavement on the top of Malham Cove. Bloody awful is the only
thing to call it. Every crack and cranny had a crisp packet
or coke can jimmied into it.
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So
there you go the Seven Deadly Outdoors Sins. But what if
you are a sinner? What if you are caught wearing red-socks
or shorts and gaiters whilst doing a rocky scramble using
trekking poles? What if you are slowly wandering off a
hillside with your Westie, having just received a call on
your mobile? What is to become of you? Nothing really you'll
just have to be happy to learn that you are a perfectly
normal outdoors person just like myself, and all those
others who are doing EXACTLY the same as you!
Perhaps the real deadly sin is a lack of tolerance and
understanding we as outdoors people often show to one
another. If we all did apply some tolerance I'm sure that
just a small part of the world will be a better place, and
you never know it might spread a bit into everyone's
everyday life.
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Discuss this story
The really wierd thing is that up on the fells walkers are friendly and considerate but as soon as they hit sea level they are all strangers again. There are exceptions such as Scafell Pike that attract once in a lifetime visitors by the coachload, and their choice of footwear and clothing is a whole other matter.
Posted: 28/07/2002 at 12:49
Actually I have once worn gaiters with shorts when going through long wet bracken (just above Scales Farm on Blencathra). The weather had been glorious on the top, but the bracken was long and it'd been raining in the night before...
Posted: 28/07/2002 at 13:04
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