Get fit or die Trying:Cardiac Hill

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Ignorance is bliss. If this is the case then I was certainly in a blissful state Saturday afternoon when my ever so loving cousin, Sarah, recommended we climb Cardiac Hill. It’s reputation had preceded itself but having never attempted it before I was feeling fairly confident if not secretly shitting myself. From what I heard it was a steep climb up the front of Torc mountain (this is important for later). So knowing I was able for the back of Torc figured ‘I got this’. So off we went, it was a pretty miserable day so I layered up with skins, waterproofs, hat and my buff to keep my neck warm. Those of you who are familiar with Cardiac will now no doubt be skitting at the thought of this well bundled up amateur off on her great adventure.

Similar to this but on a smaller budget

Similar to this but on a smaller budget

We parked at the first car-park and walked along the path for a few minutes until we reached the bottom of the steps, I’m not gonna lie I was already a bit out of breath at this stage! A quick check of the map showed we were doing the ‘Red’ route. That’s when you know you’re in for a good time, because red is such a joyful colour. I must add that I was growing increasingly confused as to where I was actually going to be walking. Sarah kept taking about some sort of ring route and not having to walk all the way along the path again, I was confused as balls because if we were going up the side of the mountain then surely it’s an up and down sort of thing. Confusion aside up we climbed. After a few very short minutes of climbing which felt like forever the reality set it. This is going to be damn hard. On we climbed and all I can say is thank God for the ropes at the side of the path because by this stage I wasn’t sure if I was walking or dragging myself up that hill. You can tell why it’s called ‘Cardiac Hill’, I could fell my heart rate racing, we were slowly climbing higher than the tree line. As slow as we were climbing those layers were coming off faster and faster. I was roasted! I could feel my heart beating inside my skull and I still had no idea where in the hell I was going. Was I nearly at the top? Half way up? Still miles away?

I was going to be needing one of these soon enough

I was going to be needing one of these soon enough

It was an internal struggle as I didn’t want to let on that I was almost literally about to collapse. To make matters worse as I was huffing and puffing my way along, two girls yapping away were powering up behind us- not a bother to them. I stalled to ‘take in the view’ to let them pass and catch my breath. It seemed I was stalling to ‘take in the view’ every couple of feet at this stage. In saying that the views were absolutely breath-taking, hmm, maybe THAT was why I was out of breath…that’s what I’ll go with from now on. If I could point you back to my confusion of to where I was actually climbing to, this only started to increase after being passed out by the two girls. They were nearly taking the steps in twos surely they had reached the top and should be on the way back down by now? This is where I was really starting to get worried. The legs were getting shaky and I had definitely decided Sarah wasn’t getting a Christmas present this year. After another while of silently panicking, I voiced my concerns only to be greeted with a dumbfounded look. I said’ well surely they should be well finished by this stage. I have no idea where we are, we might as well turn back!’ Little did I realise I had probably just shown my complete but not so blissful ignorance. ‘It’s a loop! We’re already at the top, well right over there is the top.’

Where the heck is the top?

Where the heck is the top?

If only I had held my whist for another 20 seconds I wouldn’t have looked so dumb. The hardest part was over and I had survived! Rejoice!

Oh look! The top!

Oh look! The top!

And even more beautiful was the lone beehive hut sitting along the path. I have lived here my whole life and never known about it.

It was well hidden to be fair

It was well hidden to be fair

beehive window

Does dominos deliver?

Whoever lived there must have really not wanted any visitors. It got me thinking what looper would have dragged the rocks needed to make it all that way up there. Although whoever it was probably had the right idea, the peace and solitude up there is amazing, I however, wouldn’t be able to live without my broadband connection. It did strike me that something so amazing was sitting right under my nose and I had no idea. I’m off to find the next adventure. ‘Till next time Breenie x

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