Shipman Knotts and Half a Horseshoe.
20th September 2007
suggestion for the eastern side of the Kentmere Horseshoe
hit three buttons- it seemed short enough to ease us
back in after a bit of a lay off (for some at least),
it fitted in with the weather conditions- rain and wind
coming in- and it picked up a Wainwright that we had
missed last time we were up there (BB0618). Unfortunately,
due to my early morning inefficiency compounded by Netherfield
Bridge being closed yet again causing big tail backs,
the window of opportunity for the weather got rather
rather later than we should have done, we drove up Kentmere,
one of the loveliest valleys in my opinion, and parked
by what must surely be Lakelandís ugliest church.
I set off walking, I shrieked ďOh! No! Squeaky Boots!Ē
as my Berghauses really sounded as if they needed a
good spray of WD40. A bystander laughed and predicted
they would drive me mad all day. They were indeed
annoying me as we marched along the tarmac over to Green
Quarter. How does one get rid of squeaks these
days? Is soaking the boots in a bucket of water
the answer? However, once on the fell, the squeak
seemed to vanish.
Valley with Shipman Knotts to the right
made our way up to cross the track from Stile End to
Sadgill at its zenith and on upwards to Shipman Knotts.
How did it get the name we wondered? Obviously
nothing to do with the notorious Harold. And where
exactly is the top? And ďis the top necessarily
the named point that one is seeking?Ē suggested Stan,
outlining an unexpected theory (probably so he wouldnít
have to climb the wall to cover both options). Wainwright
certainly thought the summit was on the eastern side
(i.e. over the wall).
Shipman Knotts on the wrong side
from Shipman Knotts
Kentmere Pike and as we reached the top the weather
was starting to close in. This didnít stop Tony
suggesting that we should hop over the wall to shelter
and have lunch. I asked him what the time was
and he rolled back layers of clothing to inspect his
watch. Totally unnecessary- his body clock was
unerringly accurate. Bang on noon.
persuaded him it would be much more pleasant to wait
until we were at the Nan Bield shelter which with good
grace in the worsening weather he accepted.
was now raining, nasty, driving, hard, cold,
spitty rain. The sort that cries out
for protection by face mask and goggles.
I donít really know why I didnít get
cloud rolled in and we couldnít see Harter
Fell and then suddenly and dramatically
it rushed away again and we could.
summit marker is much changed. The weird
concoction of discarded old iron fencing
has been filled in with stones over the
years and rather lost its identity in the
was not a place to linger; the wind was getting fiercer.
As we reached the top of the descent to Nan Bield,
it reached gale force and it was at times virtually
impossible to remain standing. I was worried one or
more of us might be blown down to Small Water! In
between gusts, we eased our way down and duly took lunch
as planned at the shelter.
Water and Haweswater
Bield Shelter Team Picture
had thought, now being much lower, that it would be
a doddle going down the pass back into the valley. Far
from it. The wind got up again and was screaming
in our faces so hard that I could hardly see. I
thought this is no time for vanity. Out came the
mask and goggles and the transformation was immediate.
All the pain was gone. I could see again
and everywhere had a lovely summery pink tinge. Itís
all very well Bryan making fun of me suggesting that
oxygen tanks would be out next. I was warm and
I could see!
happy, smiling Don
Tony surveys Kentmere Reservoir
we got down nearer to the reservoir, the wind eased
so off came the controversial trappings!
decided to divert down to the dam in order to look at
the building work taking place at the old cottages.
It looks as if they are being converted to holiday
cottages- a fairly isolated position a long way back
from the nearest pub.
the attractiveness of the valley, the road back seemed
long, rather longer than a gentle easing back in. Legs
were getting tired and, yes, my boot was squeaking again. How
do you stop boots squeaking?
20th September 2007
Distance: 9.7 miles (Harveys
/ Anquet) and 23,000steps for Bryan.
climbed: 2,592 feet.
Shipman Knotts, Kentmere Pike, Harter Fell
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