: A Gordon Day Out
8th January 2009
over, family dispersed to their various
homes- in Crete and Munich in our case,
inevitably the New Year heralds a feeling
having just read Vernon Coleman’s Gordon
is a Moron
which graphically details how our Great
Leader has systematically ensnared our children
and our children’s as yet unborn children into paying
for his profligacy, there is a tendency
this is strangely alleviated by sharing
the experience with others which, I suspect,
is why Pete passed the book to me and why,
in turn, I have now passed it on to Stan.
his turn to be depressed!
was a Gordon Brown sort of day- all dreich and dismal
with no great clarity of vision and no prospect of things
getting better. We had thought about either the
Fairfield or Kentmere horseshoes but reckoned that the
visibility would be just as bad if not worse up there.
Unless you are Gordon, Saviour of the World, of
course, who has a personal mountain denied to lesser
mortals so high that he (and his pet budgie “Sweetie”)
can see clearly forever. Being lesser mortals
we decided to stay low where we could at least see for
a few yards in front of us.
was unable to join us.
is still nursing an injury picked up on
did not present himself for selection. It
has not stopped him auditioning for the
part of Grumpy, however. Although I cannot
say whether the Grump is directed at a part
in Snow White or at the
aforementioned Gordon Brown pantomime.
Stan, Bryan and I set off on foot from Bryan’s
house. This would be a training expedition
for this year's LDWA
walk (see BB0803).
We would cover most of the route excluding
made our way up to the Golf Course (or Kendal Common
as Stan prefers to know it) past some well-tended allotments
with pigeon huts, duck pond and a rather fine long-horned
sheep. As we got higher we briefly thought that
the day was getting better.
We rose out of the
valley gloom of Kendal and saw a hint of some blueish sky. But
it only lasted as far as Cunswick Scar. As we
dropped down Gamblemires Lane (Grimblemire would be
a better Brownian name) we entered the Lyth Valley mist.
one point our way was blocked by cows. Stan bravely
pushed Bryan forward to deal with them.
urges Bryan forward to move the cows
Scar from below
interesting little barn
reaching Underbarrow we weaved our way under the Scar,
past some rather fine properties. Crossing a field,
we came upon an interesting
locally as Henry's Castle, it is named after farmer
are informed that it has three stalls for horses and an upstairs
room with fireplace.
is thought that some time in
the long distance past.it was lived in by a ploughman with his horses.
Bryan instructed us to stop and listen to the silence.
I was puzzled. I could hear distant traffic
and a couple of birds singing.
“But what can’t
you hear?” he asked.
We checked our watches and
12 noon. No one had demanded
a lunch stop!
Brigsteer we decided to head out onto the Levens Moss
roads. The only good reason, if it is a good reason,
was to achieve added distance. Or, perhaps, to examine
how to reclaim land from the sea with an extensive drainage
system. The downsides were
many. It was cold, without shelter for lunch,
hard on the feet, and unnecessary added distance.
photo on the Levens Moss
passed by Bobby & Sara’s at Cinderbarrow, hoping there
might be a face at the window to invite us in to have
our meal in the warm but not so. Instead, we pressed
on up to St
Helsington, where Stan and I had dined
on last year’s training exercise BB0802.
argument then broke out as to where to sit for lunch.
I though we would use the graveyard seat as before
but the others wanted a view. Arnside Knott was looking
particularly fine with a red glow beyond it. Was
this distant sunshine or the fire from a Brown-ravaged
Lancashire? The first seat by the road did not
quite face the right way so Bryan moved us on to the
next. This faced the right direction but there was a
branch in the way and it had no back. Stan contemplated
returning to the previous one. I suggested going
on to the Scout Scar Mushroom where there are seats in all directions,
all with backs and it was only two miles further and
not yet two o’clock. I should add that we had
only done about twelve miles by this stage, without
a break, so another two miles ought not be too great
a hardship, ought it? There was no more discussion.
We sat, ate and drank. We had earned it.
John's Church, Helsington
time view of Arnside Knott
lunch sun ....
on the Lyth Valley
felt very stiff on restarting and it was several minutes
before my legs were back to being the relentless climbing
machines that they are in my imagination.
to Scout Scar we went, past the Mushroom and then the
police radio mast, back towards Cunswick Scar but then
cutting down to cross the by-pass near Boundary Bank.
Over the golf course and down into Kendal, now a
little clearer than we left it but still carrying the
gloomy hallmarks of The Great Leader.
a first outing of the year it certainly served its purpose
as a dispeller of lingering lethargy and an opportunity
to share certain thoughts. I should add that a
dislike of The Great Leader and what he is doing to
our country is not a prerequisite to being a BOOTboy
and that all thoughts expressed herein are those of
the author and not necessarily shared by all BOOTboys.
for New Year Resolutions, Bryan and Stan broke theirs
on 1st January. One by drinking and the other by not
taking exercise. Or is the “not” attached to the
wrong activity? I forget. Mine starts now.
I have said enough for this year about a certain
individual; some may think too much. I hereby undertake
not to mention the name of James Gordon Brown again
in these columns during 2009 or for such time as he
remains The Great Leader if that period (fingers crossed)
proves to be shorter.
8th January 2009
Scar, Levens Moss, Helsington,
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