I completed LLW in 1970 when a mere lad of 17 and, very briefly, a member of the armed forces. From what I remember we were split up into teams of four, and because I was the eldest I was put in charge of our little group (the wonders of military thinking). We set off at noon on the Saturday and walked, in glorious sunshine until about 7ish (I think) at which point we set up camp, and availed ourselves of the gastronomic delights of the compo rations supplied (I salivate at the thought) We started off next morning at about 7am, and continued in increasingly murkier conditions until the skirl of the pipes (sounds painful) led us to our check in point at noon (who needs GPS?) After savouring the heady delights of success, we were driven back to base, I seized up totally on the bus and took about 3 hours to climb up four flights of stairs, to my room. Aah memories
For some strange reason I have always wanted to repeat the experience. Maybe one day.