: Reflections on Thirlmere
6th November 2008
are we not on the other side?” asked Stan, enigmatically.
anyone could speak, he answered his own question with
a dazzling display of Zen Buddhism.
we’re not here.”
this left Bryan and me somewhat perplexed, Tony had
more practical issues on his mind, like where to stage
a Pike fishing competition. Are there Pike in
Thirlmere and can you get at them?
fact here, by Thirlmere, we were indeed but pike were not the purpose
of our visit. In CW07 Margaret and I had identified
the circumperambulation of Thirlmere as a potential
poor weather walk and as the prognosis for the fells
was not great, BOOTboys decided to check it out.
the day looked rather better than forecast and
Bryan had suggest a horseshoe around the Wythburn valley
as an alternative if the tops were clear. Approaching
the lake, we were unsure which to choose but it was
the sudden unexpected downpour as we parked at Wythburn
that clinched the decision.
the rain soon stopped and, although the sky was grey,
the lake was remarkably still with endless reflections
of the autumnally coloured hills. It would be
a day when it was difficult not to be click happy with
the camera! Unfortunately, whilst the eye filters
out the greyness, the photos do not and are less impressive.
Nevertheless the photos below demonstrate the
stillness. The one on the right is not a photo
of the Helvellyn slopes. It is a photo of the
reflection of the Helvellyn slopes shown upside down-
hence the rocks in the sky! As usual, click for
Raise and Steel Fell
of Helvellyn, shown upside down!!
travelling clockwise and discovered, at Hause Point, steps
up to a thoughtfully placed bench, ideally located for
a coffee break. This is the quiet side of the
lake and an old buffer was quite taken by surprise to
find that there was no room for him on his favourite
break team photo
we headed up to Armboth, the day was improving, the
sun came out and, briefly, we wondered if we had made
the wrong decision.
north end of Thirlmere in the sun
irrespective of how wonderful or otherwise it might
be on the fell tops, to see the lake so still in such
conditions was a rare treat not to be missed.
of the same!
end of Thirlmere
to reinforce our conclusion, the weather deteriorated
again and we thought we might get caught in another
shower. A low flying jet passed by; Tony thought
it was a private one as it carried no markings. It
still looked armed to the teeth to me!
length of Thirlmere from the north.
path on the west side of the lake is surprisingly undulating
and quite rough terrain, certainly not a soft lakeside
lunch objective was the half way point of the dam wall.
But you can’t sit on the damn wall. So we
had to make do with the recess in the road for the monumental
sign commemorating the opening of the reservoir.
with the Aldermen
the other side of the wall is a strange Victorian tower.
I could not help but think of Emma's tape of fairy
stories and Arthur Mullard saying, in his thick cockney
accent, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let dahn yur 'air!"
south, the path climbs a small knoll overlooking the
lake before heading into land where the aftermath of
forestry operations is all too plain. After passing
the hidden hotel of Dalehead Hall, we climbed
up to and crossed the A591, initially following the
Helvellyn path but soon taking the forest trail that
runs quite high above the length of the lake.
path to Helvellyn
here onwards, the ground underfoot was much more even
but views of the lake were less open, except in the
through the clearings
way along we found two diggers enlarging the path, presumably
to allow ever bigger forestry machinery to access the
hill. Possibly because of the roadworks, we mislaid
the path for a while and had to climb up by a beck to
retrieve it. From then on it was an uneventful
stroll back down to Wythburn.
Fell and the Wythburn valley
verdict on the Thirlmere round was that it had been
an excellent walk in such conditions and maybe we should
contemplate a new goal of walking round all of the lakes.
But first, we still have far too many Wainwrights to
knock off when the weather permits!
6th November 2008
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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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