Slap on the wrist…
There's not much that I can really say about why it's taken me so long to get back to the keyboard - it's certainly not through lack of things to write about. I have about 5 blogs from fellow adventurers which I follow regularly, and it really annoys me when they leave big gaps between posts (although one of them hasn't blogged since September - which doesn't make me feel so bad!). It's been a bit of a hectic start to the new year and new decade - many highs and several lows. I'll try and recount a few of them to inform you as to what I've been up to.
Before Xmas, I had a cracking week climbing in Scotland with a great mate in the Cairngorms. It was great to get out on some classic winter mixed climbs in some relatively good conditions. The first day might have been a little warm (hovering at about +1C, so we ended up rather wet and cold, but the other days out were perfect. It was also just before the big dump of snow that seemed to bring most of the UK to a standstill, so their was lots of ice and minimal snow, which always makes the climbing safer and more enjoyable.
New Year was spent up in Northumberland with a group of all of my best mates, enjoying the snow (including a naked New Years snow run to see in the new decade...Brrrrr!), some tobogganingat breakneck speeds behind a Discovery, and of course a great evening on the 31st, where the theme was 'what you were wearing when the brothel was raided!' Cue a lot of very riske outfits and bad behaviour, and luckily of all our careers, the photographic evidence is under lock and key!


Despite the jovial atmosphere, the celebrations were marred with the news that a great friend, Rupert Rosedale (my climbing teacher from school, and dear friend) had been killed in an avalanche on Ben Nevis on the 30th of December. Despite all the usual cliches of 'doing what he loved' and 'he knew the risks' (which of course are true), it still doesn't disguise the fact that this was a tragic accident and the world is a much poorer place for Rupert's passing. He inspired a generation of pupils at Marlborough College, not just to climb, but generally to enjoy life and live it to the full. It is easy to become very blase about the inherent risks of climbing and mountaineering, and it is not until something terrible like this happens to someone so close that we are reminded of our own fragility. His memorial service a couple of weeks later in Marlborough was a lovely affair, with some 1300-1400 people in attendance, reminding us all of the number of people that Rupert had a profound effect on in his life.
January started well with several great lectures all around the country. Unfortunately a couple more were cancelled at the very last minute due to the snow, but they've both since been rescheduled for other dates, which is great news. One highlight was speaking to the Met Office about the way that climate change is affecting the mountainous environments, which is a significant indicator of wider global temperature rise and a problem in itself. To be speaking to a room full of such distinguished experts was one of the more daunting events which I've done over the last few years! Lukily, the significant research that I'd done paid off, and the event was a great success! Without wanting to toot my own trumpet too much, this is what the Met Office said about my presentation:
"Inspirational, insightful, informative and fun, Jake’s youth and experience combine to provide a great perspective for an after dinner or keynote speech. The audience at our conference thoroughly enjoyed Jakes’ speech and we received great feedback".
Always nice to know that occasionally I get things right!

I also managed to get a weeks skiing in Serre Chevalier in France whilst representing my Brigade HQ at the Army Divisional Alpine Championships. It was a great event, and having watched the Winter Olympics recently, it makes you realise just how fast and scary those downhill courses are!
February was full of lots of school events, some Army training weekends and doing lots of DIY in the new flat that I've moved into up in London. To paraphrase Ratty from Wind in the Willows, "There is nothing - absolutely nothing half so much worth doing as simply messing about with power tools." My girlfriend and our newly 'swisscheese' effect flat might slightly object to that statement, and my latest phase does seem to be 'It's not perfect, but it'll do...', but jigsaws and drills are great...!
Since then, there has been the biannual trip to St James's Palace to present the DofE gold awards, a bit of advising rugby star Josh Lewesy on his Everest plans for next month, lots of TV meetings (watch this space) and a couple more lectures. I've got several more lined up over the next few weeks, a ski trip to Verbier over Easter (can't wait) and some exciting expedition plans sparking my imagination (or should that be - my imagination sparking some exciting expedition plans!).
Yet again I apologise profusely about my lack of comms, and I swear not to leave it so long until the next update.



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