The hand over
Her new pouch
My journey has ended but Ember’s hasn’t.
As soon as I introduced her to the team they made her the 8th member of our Expedition Team. So when I tumbled into the potato cellar…..can anyone actually read that with a straight face? 
…. there was no question of Ember ending her journey. The team rallied round and vowed to carry her to the summit.
She snuggled into Robin’s backpack pouch and set off on her own to show girls, young and old, that they can chase their dreams even when faced with the obstacles life throws at us.
The Team rally to support Team Member #8 and Farewell #7
Farewell Ember, Climb safe.
My last view of Ember before I was bundled into the Helicopter
Namaste
Trotty
Gill Plastow, Julie Muirson and myself are shattered for you Trotty.
Bloody luck of the Irish is what you’ve got for sure. (Joke)
We your parents have just read this blog and are now crying our eyes out. Why? because we so proud of you and how in the most adverse circumstances you still find time to write such heart warming messages of hope for others.
Net we await your safe return. xx
Robyn, As long as I haven’t caused a potato famine