Only on a Thursday
16th October 2008
readers will have noticed how the use of public transport
has transformed BOOTboys
having a Wainwright oriented circular trip focus to
a more liberated approach to our outings.
however, also has its restrictions. Today’s outing,
for example, a linear walk from Barbon to Sedbergh over
Middleton Fell, is only possible on a Thursday. Indeed,
not only is it the only day that the bus runs- it only
runs once on the allotted day, presumably to take the
burghers of Sedbergh to the market at Kirkby Lonsdale.
and the giant coffee
arrived so early that we had time to take coffee in
one of the many coffee shops that are now to be found
in the self described “book town of the north”. We
chose the Post Office, partly because the bus stop was
outside but mainly because it was open. The cappuccino
was served in the largest cup I have ever seen in a
café. And that was a medium sized one.
Tony wondered if a “large” came in a bucket? I
asked the lady; she was rather vague on size but
said that it needed two handles in order to lift it!
bus arrived bang on time but on the wrong side of the
road! Poor Bryan, he was the only person who had
to pay- the penalties of youth!
alighted at Barbon, near the Pheasant Inn, and headed
towards the church. Opposite, on a garden wall,
was a very strange object, clearly some form of roller,
but for what?
could not be passed without inspection. It is
a nice village church, typical of the area, with an
antique wheeled coffin bier proudly on display.
is this roller for????!
old wheeled bier
turned up the drive to Barbon Manor, better known as
the venue for the Barbon
but our route lay across a surprisingly boggy field
to Eskholme where we headed east, directly up Devil’s
Crag to Eskholme Pike- a steep little climb. Thereafter
the gradient was gentler as we followed the ridge line
round to Castle Knott and on to Calf Top.
from Eskholme Pike
Top team picture
day had been clear but we could see wintry showers over
to the east and one seemed to be heading our way. The
temperature dropped and a thin wind blew strongly making
it feel very cold. As we reached the top, it looked
as if we were going to get caught, so we made for a
wall corner about two hundred yards away for some shelter
and lunch. However, just before the corner was
a large depression in the ground with a group from County
Durham ensconced therein. We joined them and watched
as the shower passed close by.
it was a ridge walk along Green Combe and the appropriately
named Long Bank. The drop off the escarpment to
the east was severe but the wall and fence was sufficiently
far away from the edge to prevent any fear of exposure
or, sadly, clear views down into Barbondale. However,
the Howgills were looking splendid and at various times
on the walk the air quality was such that we could clearly
see the Lake District hills, plus Whernside, Ingleborough
and Pendle. Tony and Bryan also claimed to have
spotted Blackpool Tower. I chose to believe them.
back to Green Combe and Middleton Fell
Knott held happy memories for Tony of chasing sheep in
his younger days. Perhaps Bryan had thoughts of
such activities as he had been enquiring of the Durhamites
why they were walking in cute little Wellington boots
and where could he buy a pair? Tony contended
that he had been rounding them up for a taxi-driving
farmer friend. But a man who derives pleasure from
standing motionless in a freezing pond for hours at
a time obviously has strange tastes. Not so strange,
though, as to try the peculiar red funghi that he spied
on the path.
splendid looking Howgills
crossed the River Dee close by what had been an 18 hole
golf course owned by two brothers. However, they
fell out and it then became two 9 hole golf courses!
the lovely 1762 dated cottages at Birks we crossed over the
Rawthey and into the Sedbergh School grounds, which
were looking magnificent with all the autumnal colours
and well tended pitches.
win the line out
There were two rugby
matches in play. The Under 16 first team were
pressing very hard against a side whose shirts were
not a hugely different colour. I discovered that
the other team was Millfield from Somerset and, to my
surprise, that Sedbergh were getting stuffed 5-20. At
that point Millfield scored another try. Game
over. That’s not the way it used to be with Sedbergh
at rugby. Are they going soft with all those girls there
Tony or Bryan had been aware of the Quaker Meeting House
at Brigflatts (where I experienced the miracle, reported
Mrs's Dales Diary)
so rather than heading straight home, we took a detour
to pay a visit. The chairman of the property committee
was fixing an induction loop for the hard of hearing
and was happy to tell us about the building and exhibits.
It really is a little gem.
Meeting House at Brigflatts
the Quaker Meeting House
Fell from the doorway
drove home in autumnal sunshine reflecting
on a good day out over an unusual route incorporating
great views and several places of interest.
remember, you can only do it on a Thursday!
16th October 2008
you have Memory Map on your computer, you can follow
our route in detail by downloading BB0833.
For the latest totals
of the mileages, heights and Lakeland Fells Books Wainwrights see: Wainwrights.
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me know and I will submit them to the adjudication committee!
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- BB0801 :
Avoiding the Graupel;
- BB0802 :
Lyth in the Old Dogs;
Tuesday 22 January
Sunday 27 January
Tony's Memory Lane;
Wednesday 30th January
Thank You Mells
The Langdale Skyline
and a Fell Race!
An Outbreak of Common Sense;
Thursday 21st February
Askham Fell and
the Lowther Estate;
Thanks to the MWIS
Wednesday 19th March
High Street and Kidsty Pike
but no Fairy
Prelude to Spring
Wednesday 2nd April
Spring in Lakeland
Wet, Wet Sleddale to Mosedale Cottage
What's It All About, Tony?
The Hidden Mountain
The Bowland CROW
High Cup Nick:
The Gurt La'al Canyon
The Northern Tip
The Bannisdale Horseshoe
Black, White or Grey Combe?
Thunder on the 555
We'll Give It Five
Thursday 10th July
Shelters from the Storm
The Big Wind-Up
Third (and wettest) Alfie
A Visit to Mud Hall
- BB0828 :
The Tale of Randy Gill
: Mosedale Cottage Revisited
: Mist Over Pendle
: Luncheon Chez Monty
Thursday 2nd October
: Escape from the Madness
: Only on a Thursday
: Reflections on Thirlmere
: Reet Grand Randonnées
- 19th November
: Back to Real8ty
: Helm, direttissimo
: Cunswick Fell and back in the dark!
- BskiB08 : Bootski Boys in the Sella Ronda
23rd February - 1st March
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has kindly produced a log of which Wainwrights have
been done by which BOOTboy
in the "modern" era, i.e. since the advent
download the Excel file click on Wainwrights.
anyone wants to claim other peaks, please let me know
and I will submit them to the adjudication committee!
This page describes an adventure of BOOTboys, a loose group of friends of mature
years who enjoy defying the aging 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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