Alan’s Diary – Callout 14.11.09
Déjà vu [pron, dey-zhah voo] – noun. That feeling when you have been on a rescue for exactly the same thing in pretty much the same place at just about the same time the previous Saturday night.
I was sat at home on Saturday evening and just settling down for the night. The rain was lashing against the window. “You wouldn’t send a dog out in that” I said to my son as I plumped up my cushion and sprawled out on the sofa to watch England v’s Brazil. Just as Wayne Rooney was about to kick off, my phone beat him to it and jumped in to life with a text message saying “Callout, RV hut”. I set the TV to record and went through the familiar routine of Kettle on, sandwich made, waterproofs on, get search lamp, radio, etc, etc.
I made my way to the hut, to find out that we were looking for a group of walkers who had phoned in lost in the dark somewhere around Swinesback on Kinder. This was within a few hundred meters of where last Saturday’s lost group had been.
We headed up the Edale Cross track in one of our Land Rovers while Buxton team began searching from the southern edges. The Edale Cross track is getting increasingly rutted and with eight people inside we had trouble driving up the track. We bailed out at Moorgate and walked up from there. Just as we were about to reach Edale Cross and begin searching around Swinesback, we had a radio call to say that Buxton team had located the missing people and were walking them off the hill.
We were told to “return to base”, which we did. It just left me to go home and get my gear back in the washing machine, ready for the next callout.