Middle Dodd and Red Screes
28th November 2007
had pleaded for a relatively easy day as he and his
drinking buddies were hitting Dalton the day before.
Eight pints later he sent a remarkably coherent
e-mail that he was back home and in better condition
than he deserved to be. He still wanted an easy
agreed target was Red Screes and Middle Dodd, one or
both needed by most of us for our next badge.
tends not to have too much sympathy for self inflicted
poisoning and suggested tackling Red Screes from the
my surprise, Stan, who also had wanted an easy day due
to his lay off in Tenerife (with self inflicted poisoning)
supported the proposition, advocating climbing up by
the Kilnshaw Chimney.
looked near vertical to me so I argued for going up
the nose of Middle Dodd from Brotherswater. Having previously
consulted the computer, I pointed out that their route
was same length as Steel Fell (see BB0705
but even steeper. The response was ďbut itís easier
because itís a scramble.Ē Later Stan admitted
that his son had frozen in the Chimney and Bryan admitted
that he had been up there with his ice axe and had nearly
not made it.
was swayed by my route due to it not requiring having
to climb back up Kirkstone pass at end of day. After
he only does climbs in the morning.
parked in a lay-by near Caudale Bridge and had to go
much further north (on foot) than I anticipated before
dropping down past the Brotherswater Inn and Hartsop
Hall and then turning south towards the nose of Middle
Dodd from the lay-by.....
from Caiston Beck
on the Dodd, it got progressively steeper. I thought
I was not going too well but then spotted Bryan also
in the baboon position (only momentarily, he would have
me add) so that cheered me up.
weather was changeable. Tony put on his cagoule.
Bryan and I had a wager as to how long it would
be before he would refer to the brideís nighty, as he
usually does when he takes it off after only a short
while. Answer: 11 oíclock.
RAF seemed to be keeping a close watch on our progress.
from the air....
surveys Brotherswater and the Dodd shadow
we reached the top and dropped into the
lee to find respite from the cold and quite
strong wind. Bryan invited Tony to
take lunch and something remarkable happened.
Tony, who did not have his watch on,
had to ask what time it was. Normally he
knows instinctively when it is midday as
his stomach is screaming at him - and he
at us. Next he announced that he only
wanted a drink of oxo and that he would
have his lunch later. Was he feeling
alright? We were seriously concerned
at this most un-Tonylike behaviour.
the drinks stop we continued to Red Screes and took
lunch in the shelter at the top. Shelter is really
too strong a word; it is high enough to keep your seated
bum warm but not much else. It was cold. We
even thought about going back to Middle Dodd!
from Red Screes
Screes team picture
weather was threatening to deteriorate as we made our
way down to the Scandale Pass and then down Caiston
Beck, taking great care on the rocks as they were very
slippery. We saw two farmers rounding up
fell sheep with a variety of strange looking sheepdogs,
one of which decided to adopt us and only returned to
the farmer after a whole lot of abuse directed at great
volume over a remarkable distance.
Hall doorway. Click on picture full
past the prehistoric settlement and then Hartsop Hall
with its lovely mullioned windows and ramís head carvings
over the door before climbing just a little way up the
main road back to the car.
the way home another strange thing happened. I
had to call in at the brewery in Staveley and none of
them would come in the bar with me. Itís the first
time I have ever known Tony refuse a drink. He
must have been suffering. Or perhaps it was the
thought that he only has 99 Wainwrights left to do and
he had better get into serious training.
29th November 2007
miles (Garmin/ Memory Map)
climbed: 2,267 feet (Anquet)
Middle Dodd, Red Screes
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detials of a previous visit to Red Screes see BB0513
see Middle Dodd in winter see BB0704
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- BB0701 Loughrigg - the GPS
- BB0702 Whinfell- Castle
- BB0703 Wansfell Pike or the
- BB0704 BOOTboys Cancelled Day plus High Altitude
- BB0705 Out of the Mist and
into the Cloud
- BB0706 Cockups and much much
- BB0707 Equipment testing day
- High Rigg
- BB0708 Seat
- BB0709 Circling Hollow
- BB0711 Eagle Crag and
- BB0712 Bakestall, Great
Calva and the Great Divide
- BB0713 Helvellyn- the range;
North to South
- BB0714 Ease Gill to Great
Stone Arthur, Fairfield and Apocolypse Now
- BB0716 Caudale Moor and
- BB0717 High and Low Rigg or
maybe a Rival?
- BB0718 Oh No! Not Steel
- BB0719 Mad Dogs and Easedale
Tarn, Codale and Tarn Crag
- BB0720 An English Munro:
Helvellyn via Catstycam
- BB0721 Levers Water
- BB0722 By Steamer to Hallin
and Place Fells
- BB0723 The Dove and The Deep
Wainwright's Worst Wet Walks!
- BB0725 To Hell in a Bucket.
- BB0726 Wrinklies on the
Crinklies and the Return to Hell!
BOG OFF- Pen-y-Ghent & Whernside
Knotts and Half a Horseshoe
- BB0729 Pikeawassa and the
A Gray Day
- BB0731 Another Gray
- BB0732 Gable and a Great
- BB0733 To
Monroe or Not to Monroe?
- BB0734 Nabbing the
- BB0735 Helm Crag and a
Question of Ethics
- BB0736 Gowbarrow Fell and
- BB0737 Middle Dodd and Red
- BB0738 An Adventure and a
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years who enjoy defying the aging process by getting out into the hills as
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As most live in South Lakeland, it is no surprise that
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