To kick start my interest in climbing mountains I decided to go with Spanish Highs for 4 days. Not wanting to sound too dramatic, but it was quite possibly one of the most important decisions of my life. Up until arrival I had contact with Richard with any questions or worries I had. I arrived in Lanjaron, which is probably is the cutest village ever...probably because it reminds me of home on the Isle of Man. - with Spring water in the taps and on the street.

That evening I met Richard and Kiersten, we had a beer and a chat. Very warm and very friendly with a great sense of humour. I instantly felt comfortable.

There were some issues which I spoke to Richard about and these were instantly solved...Richard is a man of solutions!

Next day we met for breakfast, had a chat and then headed out for Low Mountain Training with Richard - learning how to use ropes on ascent and rescue fellows from crevasse. I learned knots, techniques and how to appreciate such a perfect view. We had 'some' beers later that evening and the company was very warm with 'interesting' and flowing conversation.

The following day, Filipe took us out higher up to use crampons, snowshoes, avalanche assessment. I could see the angry peak of Veleta with the snow drifting off....she looked beautiful. Also learned some meteorology and cloud formations. We even went to visit the local Buddhist Temple.

Day three and four with Victoria - very professional with an epic sense of humour. We attempted a Summit of Veleta but unfortunately, the weather took a turn which meant we were unable to move to an unmanned refuge and rough it up. The guides at Spanish Highs have the experience to make choices to ensure your safety, listen to them. I stayed lower down in a manned refuge for the night.

Day four, we set off early and shoeshoed up to Veleta. It was hard work and challenging following a professional skier up a mountain. We made it up in very good time and the summit was still with no wind. It was perfect. Took pictures, ate, took more pictures, stared at the mountains and clouds below. It was perfect... Something inside of me just clicked, I can't explain.

We came back to base, had some beers and a chat. Made sure I was ok and wished me farewell.

Like a Family

Not one day did I feel like an outsider. It was like being part of an extended family... It literally felt like home. I would like to say with Spanish Highs, I made some friends...and when I return with my boots, I will be visiting Lanjaron and be greeting them as friends.

The Future...

Every Icecapped mountain I will climb, Richard, Kiersten, Filip and Victoria will ring out in my mind - with them at Spanish Highs they gave me the confidence to move that leg higher and forward on dangerous ground.

Thanks guys!! See you soon.