The Vault Regulars

Saturday, March 26, 2011

A Touch of Nostalgia

I had been reading a post recently and saw that a chap was still using his Karrimor Totem Senior rucksack to this day. What a superb piece of kit it was with a very strong, lightweight aluminium frame.
The pack itself was only coated nylon but again it was strong and durable.
Great pockets and ease of access. 
Lots of extra’s that we used to carry could be strapped to the frame when the sack had been filled.
Like 1/2 gallon of paraffin. Or a box stove. 
I used mine for a long time and was sad to see it go, but it went to a good home.

No measuring weights in those day. Ha 

It had me digging out my old photo’s to see if i still had one showing myself with the KTS bag.
Well here it is and that’s me on the left BTW.
Red was obviously the colour of the 6o’s and 70’s.
Anyone guess the mountain in the background?
No prizes unfortunately.

8 comments:

  1. Nice one Alan - you look lost! So do you know the mountain? Snowdon? [I haven't really much clue.]
    [Goes to search for old photos.]

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  2. Red Nylon? That was posh! Mine was in blue canvas, with a union flag on the back from our trip to Corsica in 1971.
    Is it Bowfell from the three tarns?

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  3. Martin, we wasn’t lost but the paths were none existent with the deep snow. We were looking for a place to camp if i remember rightly.

    Alan,
    Yes mine was nylon and i admit i don’t remember a canvas totem but i don’t doubt you for a minute. There were numerous Ventile tents at that time so it makes sense to do rucksacks from the same stuff.

    I will give it another 24 hrs before revealing the top.

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  4. fantastic pik!!! hill fashions of yesteryear, apart from the gaiters you're ready to go on parkinson ;p

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  5. Hi David,
    The good old days. I very rarely, if ever where knee length gaiters now. I learned a lesson in Iceland, crossing rivers with gaiters on is not recommended and so from then on i stopped wearing them.
    I miss that old shirt as well.

    That night the temp dropped down to -17 degrees C. One of the coldest nights i have camped in.

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  6. The peak is the Old Man of Coniston.

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  7. Thanks Alan. That'll put an end to the sleepless nights!

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  8. Martin,
    Phew! My apologies to Sue.

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