Eagle Crag and Sergeant's Crag
28th March 2007
night, I had watched the Wainwright's Walks television
programme with the annoying presentress who seems to
need to stop every 100 yards. "Ooh!"
she cooed, whilst pointing to a tumbling stream "It's
the most wonderful sound in the world" but all
I could hear on the was the chlunk ticka ticka ticka
of the mindlessly awful and totally unnecesary muzak soundtrack.
However the camera work was superb and Castle
Crag, in Borrowdale, looked splendid even though it
seemed even more of a SlipperStroll than BB0710.
there again, we weren't headed for Castle Crag. I
had the wrong Borrowdale Crag and this certainly was
not to be a SlipperStroll!
of the fact that it was rather a long drive, I made
sure that I was prompt away to do the pickups. Tony,
however, thought normal time keeping rules applied which
is why he was still in his dressing gown when I arrived
at his house only five minutes early. Stan was
nearly as bad, still in mid shave. No such problems
with Bryan nor with Philip, who was eagerly waiting
for us at the end of his road for his first BB outing
for some time.
was a beautiful calm day, if somewhat misty, as we drove
up to Keswick and then down to Rosthwaite where my National
Trust membership was rewarded with £5.50's worth
of free car parking.
was still expecting a fairly easy day, even though I
now knew our targets were Eagle Crag, Sergeant's Crag
and, if time permitted, Great Crag. The easy path along
Greenup Gill lulled us into a false sense of security
as we passed the field at Stonethwaite where I had spent
many a happy Whit at School Camp. Then Bryan pulled
out his Wainwright and announced that he wanted to follow
the direct route (surprise, surprise) up the north face.
start of the climb was reminiscent of BB0705-
the ascent of Steel Fell except this time we could see
where we were going. As we got higher and the
going got steeper, the sweat was pouring off my forehead
and into my eyes which stung with salt and I could hardly
see what I was doing. At least that was my excuse
for the slow progress I was making and I did improve
albeit only marginally once my buff was in position.
reached the shoulder it was clear that this route involved
a certain degree of exposure. Or put another way,
one false step could invite certain death! Tony
and I clung onto the hill and inched our way around
the offending bits. Thereafter it was a steep
but not too problematic scramble up to the top.
Crag from Greenup Gill
Crag Summit team picture
the time, lunch was denied Tony; he was forced to wait
until we had walked across the easy ground to Sergeant's
Crag. It was then explained to him that in GMT it was
actually noon so he had nothing to complain about. However
we found a very pleasant spot for a longer than it really
should have been rest- the first LOTSW period we have
had in ages.
plan was to drop down from Sergeant's Crag to the other
side of the valley and contour around below Ullscarf
until we reached Great Crag. However we did not
pay sufficient attention to navigation and in reality
headed too far south east and climbed too high up (another
steepish climb) towards Low White Stones before realising
that we were a bit off track. Subseqeunt analysis
of Bryan's GPS data proved that the scramble we had
just come up was actually Low White Stones. What
we had thought to be Low White Stones must have been
either High White Stones or possibly High Raise.
Crag and Eagle Crag from Greenup Edge
then passed very close to the rocks behind which we had sheltered
on Greenup Edge on BB0705
and on reaching the footpath that led off to Lining
Crag, we decided to cut and run.
descent from Lining Crag
weather seemed to be closing in and Great
Crag was still a long way off, visibility
was not too clever and the ground was boggy
we descended down a very steep path that
some kind volunteers had laid with rocks
(although they would have been lethal on
a wet day), had a second stop once well
down into the valley, and the continued
on our way down to Rosthwaite where an inviting
looking hotel was calling to us.
settled ourselves in the bar only to be kicked out because
we weren't residents. Or maybe it was because of
Tony's pink shirt that he dare not wear in the Kendal
pubs. However there was no such problem in the bar round
the back. For the first time in quite a while
we felt as if we had been on a proper walk, hence justifying
a second round of drinks.
our fears, the weather had not closed in and apart from
a few drops of rain it was a plesant evening's drive
back to Kendal.
28th March 2007
9.0 miles (GPS); 8.4 miles (Harveys)
climbed: 2,933 feet
Eagle Crag, Sergeant's Crag
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This page describes a 2007 adventure of BOOTboys, a loose group of friends of mature
years who enjoy defying the ageing process by getting out into the hills as
often as possible!
As most live in South Lakeland, it is no surprise that
our focus is on the Lakeland fells and the Yorkshire Dales.
As for the name, BOOTboys, it does not primarily derive from an
item of footwear but is in memory of Big
Josie, the erstwhile landlady of
the erstwhile Burnmoor Inn at Boot in Eskdale, who enlivened Saint Patrick's Day
1973 and other odd evenings many years ago!
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