Right rant time
A year or so back Mrs H was looking for a new sleeping bag so I bought her a super dooper five season jobbie. OK it wasn't down but it was bloody expensive and worked really well.
Fast forward a bit and one of her work colleagues was going on a trip up Everest (well as far as one of the camps) and she was on the lookout for a decent bag as it wasn't worth spending hundreds for one trip and my wife offered her her one. So she goes up Everest and is nice and toasty but on the way back the bag goes missing and only when asked by my wife for it back does she admit such and offer to replace the bag.
Now she knows damn fine it was a bloody good bag she borrowed (as the expedition kit list mandated so) so what does she replace it with? Some shitty one season bag with a extreme rating of plus 20 degrees centigrade that must have cost a couple of quid of ebay. I'm pissed but my wife won't let me bring it up for the sake of work harmony.
Looks like we'll be needing to buy another new bag then. I'm done with lending my good stuff. Folk can borrow the shite from now on.
Rant over... And breath.
A year or so back Mrs H was looking for a new sleeping bag so I bought her a super dooper five season jobbie. OK it wasn't down but it was bloody expensive and worked really well.
Fast forward a bit and one of her work colleagues was going on a trip up Everest (well as far as one of the camps) and she was on the lookout for a decent bag as it wasn't worth spending hundreds for one trip and my wife offered her her one. So she goes up Everest and is nice and toasty but on the way back the bag goes missing and only when asked by my wife for it back does she admit such and offer to replace the bag.
Now she knows damn fine it was a bloody good bag she borrowed (as the expedition kit list mandated so) so what does she replace it with? Some shitty one season bag with a extreme rating of plus 20 degrees centigrade that must have cost a couple of quid of ebay. I'm pissed but my wife won't let me bring it up for the sake of work harmony.
Looks like we'll be needing to buy another new bag then. I'm done with lending my good stuff. Folk can borrow the shite from now on.
Rant over... And breath.