The Team

And then there were five... No sooner had the plan been aired the boys were biting and a team of 5 almost elite, but ever hopeful wannabees were assembled:



Nick Williams

Veteran of the 2005 Cho Oyu expedition and numerous forays into the Alps, the Highlands and the spanish bar behind Tottenham Court Road tube. My favourite moment - Hearing that Nick had thrown one of his work shoes in the Thames after a particulary big night. It was a Tuesday. The man is a legend. He had the remarkable fortune of meeting me at Lovells and in no way returns from every adventure worse off than everyone else.



Caspar Kennerdale

With a name that is half Jedi, half disney, Caspar provides the experience in the outfit. Anyone who can complete the Marathon Des Sables deserves a lot of respect and more than earns a Jedi label. However, this was the same man who once sparked a climbing foray at 4am when, with his hand out of the window he declared that the weather had turned for the better, that the rain had ceased and that we should kit up and head out. Somehow he had failed to notice the overhanging second floor... Works for Centaur, something to do with computers (eyes start to glaze) but it requires a pin stripe and seems to fund a lot of climbing kit.


Dave Selman

Claims to work but actually spends half his life training in California or Norway. Dave is by far the most technically gifted climber of the lot of us. Which is in no way useful on a 72 mile run. Strong contender however for leading the way home with Ian. Having seen the light Dave fled the city after commencing life with an investment bank and now runs his own company taking money from punters to fund his ice climbing... I mean to invest in the stock market.



Ian Sillett

The relative baby of the team, Ian hails from Horsham like myself and gave Nick and me a complete shoeing on our run round the Welsh 3000ers earlier in the year. Already providing excuses for planned training weekends in the form of his brother's wedding (surely you'd rather be joining us on a wet, cold, 6 hour run Richard?), Ian, who may well have been a goat in his former life, proved his endurance and knack for survival by falling off the top of Stanage Edge without serious injury (pride excepted). Ian works for the government so I could say more but he'll/they'll kill me. If you ever get hold of his email, send him weblinks. His email rejects them and sends him a nice message. He loves it. Ginger M WLTM OSFR w/GSOH



Me

The only famous person I have been likened to is one of high wit and intelligence and blessed with an innate natural athleticism: Rodney Trotter. I'm English, like the rest of the team, which equates to an alarming tendency to naivity and hopefulness. Hell, you have to be to follow in the footsteps of Bob. Bring it on.