Congregate is the prompt for Sunday. I suppose that is an appropriate word for Sunday!
Just Jot It January is by Linda Hill (with help from her friends). You can jot something down for the prompt anywhere, any time, just post it on your blog before the end of the month (so it seems). You can read the full instructions here.
Congregate – Jan 28th
This is linked back to Fandango’s blog and to Linda’s post for the day.
For about twenty years I used to congregate in a forest on Sunday mornings. I made many friends, several of whom I still have, although some have failed to make it to this day. I stopped for various reasons, then started again about ten years ago, although not with the same regularity.
I’m talking about orienteering, the sport where you make your way around a course, checking in at various points as marked on the map. It’s a time trial. Most winning times are around an hour. My finish time for 5km was more like ninety to a hundred minutes, but that’s a lot of the point: you do it at your own speed. The navigation is the challenge, and slow and steady often beats fast and inaccurate.
I’m looking forward to getting back to orienteering when the weather improves, and I feel able to walk about 2 km in safety.
After all, what better place to congregate on a Sunday morning, than a beautiful natural environment?
I have never tried orienteering Jemma but have heard from friends how good it is socially and healthwise.💜
I would love to try this! It sounds like fun. I can manage around 2-3 miles, but that’s it!
For someone who spends half her time hiking, I’ve done surprisingly little compass work. I’d like to try orienteering sometime.
Hi,
Before hut to hut, in the Stubaital, and climbing a few peaks around 3,500 metres,.
a January traning course in Wales included , supposedly,
navigating in thick mist, from one compass point to the next. .
Instead, sun so bright and sky so clear we could see to Ireland, . Fun, but we had to pretend tne navigating bit ! 2 – 3 miles ? Badly out of practice, never get far now before the rain buckets down