: Thank You, Aunty Ethel!
14th January 2009
few catching up points first:
anoraks out there wanting to know how the last BOOTboy
year compared statistically with earlier ones should
turn to BB08
F identified the "interesting barn" in
as Henry's Castle, named after farmer
Henry Willason. As yet, I know no more.
Who Must Not Be Named
(well, I never promised not to discuss him, just
not to mention to his name) produced interesting
and mixed reactions.
Not all readers agreed with the sentiments
expressed although more of those who proferred an opinion
were of similar mind than not. One is campaigning for
the book mentioned in BB0901
to be made part of the national curriculum! However,
another thinks (and I agree) that the book lets
itself down by being over the top and a general
rant; it would have been better had it been more
objective and stuck to the facts. A sage suggested
that expressions of political views of this nature
should be left on the fells and that to publish
them risks damaging the BOOTboys
brand image which, he considers, is of a slightly
whimsical and idiosyncratic view of Lakeland (and
elsewhere). He concludes: Brand Image
is valuable- don't damage it. So that
is my final word on the subject. Now, how
can we best exploit that brand image value???!!!!!
for today's report. We had hoped for a big turn
out but, when Pete arrived from Cheshire, Ian wasnít
with him due to his wife being ill.
Get well soon,
Roz, we want Ian out with us!
addition to Pete (togged up in brand new Paramo anorak
and trousers), we were augmented by Martin so two cars
were needed. The destination had been the subject
of a lot of democratic consultation until Stan got bored
with all the e-mails and demanded that someone make
an autocratic decision. So I did, after reference
to Bryan. The forecast seemed quite promising-
mist in the valleys but clear on the tops until the
rain came in at dusk. Pete and Tony were not wanting
to be too stretched so a trip round the Scandale Valley
seemed just right.
met up at a car park in Ambleside. Last time we
parked there it had cost a full £6 for the day
but this time we had two cars. These are financially
difficult times. ďIs there nowhere cheaper?Ē we
asked. ďWe could try Aunty Ethel,Ē said Tony.
Ethel was delighted to see Tony and seemed happy to
have two more cars on her drive for the day.
left Ambleside up by the college, over Low
Sweden Bridge and up the well formed path
for Low Pike.
hoped we might rise out of the mist but
sadly it didnít happen.
of us still had an excess of Christmas in our
legs and found the climb up to High Pike
quite hard work.
legs were certainly not "relentless climbing
machines" today. Even mentally
my climbing tune, Cwm Rhondda, for once
didnít seem to help.
Beck at Low Sweden Bridge
our lunch stop, Bryan
picked a wall which provided a little shelter from
the wind, much to Tonyís amazement as it was only
12:20 and although he had moaned, he had not yet got
into serious I NEED MY FOOD whinge mode. As we
sat, the temperature had noticeably dropped and we realised
from the frost all around us that we were above the
we set off, I decided that hand warmers needed
testing. This time I tried Grabber
MyCoal handwarmers that claimed instant
heat that lasts 7+ hours. They were
very effective, quickly warming themselves
and my fingers inside my mittens. They
didnít last anything like 7+ hours, though.
Maybe two hours.
displayed a remarkable feat (I nearly typed
feet, which would not have been inappropriate)
It was still very misty
and we needed to find the track that went
off right to High Bakestones. Having
found a wall junction, he consulted the
map and calculated that the path would be
found after 512 paces.
was only 20 paces short of his target.
computing the strides
Bakestones Team Photo
were, therefore, quite forgiving when a few minutes later,
near Scandale Tarn, he had us following a wrong wall
in the wrong direction. To his credit, he quickly
realised the error and just as he redirected us, the
mist cleared briefly giving a view of Scandale and confirmation
of our new direction.
Valley briefly appears
we reached the col at the top of the Scandale Pass,
once again the mist cleared for a moment and we could
see Brotherswater. And then we couldnít.
climb up to Red Screes was also steep and the party
got separated. Stan and Martin were romping up
the hill, Pete was a one man middle group whilst Bryan,
Tony and I brought up the rear. We lost visual
contact. When we reached the point where the wall
turned right and there were two or possibly three paths
on the ground going in different directions we were
relieved to see Pete waiting for us. Not as relieved
as Pete was to see us as he hadnít a clue which way
to go and had lost visual and vocal contact with Stan
took the left hand path, which led directly
to the Red Screes summit.
we could tell by the absence of footprints
in the snow that Stan and Martin had not
gone that way. We reckoned that they
must have taken the straight-on path which
leads to the ridge and they would go along
the ridge to the summit.
we reached the top, there was no one to be seen.
Nor were they in the wall shelter.
to do for the best?
tried to phone them but had no signal.
numbers at Red Screes summit cairn
werenít worried about them as they are both very experienced
and we knew they had a map, if not a compass! Also
they knew the hill well enough to avoid the steep drop
to the Kirkstone Pass.
was extremely cold so we pressed on down the hill till
we came to a logical waiting place, lower and warmer
although still with little visibility. By now
I could get a signal on my phone so I rang Stan. After
a few rings I was transferred to the answerphone so I left a polite
message asking where he was. Others thought I
should have used rather fruitier language! Two
minutes later my phone rang and showed Stan as the caller.
ďHello StanĒ I said. ďItís not Stan, itís
JoanĒ came the reply. Oh dear! Stanís wife.
goodness I had not left a fruitier message! Not
wanting to worry her unduly, I explained that we had
temporarily mislaid Stan and please could I have his
number. I was just about to phone that number
when we heard voices and the two of them appeared out
of the gloom so I phoned Joan back to tell her the good
news. I caught her checking the insurance policies
but she told me that she had just found Stanís mobile
in the front room!
had indeed taken the straight-on path after the wall
junction but had waited on it for some time. When
we didnít appear they returned to the wall junction
but by that time we had moved on. So from then
onwards they were behind us, not in front as we had
thought. Stan said he wasnít worried for us but
was worried that we might be worried for them. Donít
flatter yourself, I told him!
and the ridge leading to Low Pike and Hig Pike; Nab
it was an uneventful descent with a bit of a view opening
up over Windermere and the Low Pike / High Pike route
we had ascended earlier. There were some pretty
sheep- Jacobs?- when we reached The Struggle and on
this occasion we avoided the temptation to stop off
at the Golden Rule.
returned instead to Aunty Ethelís. She is a lovely
lady and we really appreciated her kindness in letting
us clutter up her drive for the day. Thank you,
with the BOOTboys
was there any mention of He
Who Must Not Be Named
on the fells today?
You might think so. I
couldn't possibly comment.
However, that book has
now been passed to Tony!
14th January 2009
Pike, High Pike, Red Screes
Bakestones, Aunty Ethel
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: Thank You,
Wednesday 14th January
: A Wicked Hike???
: Take a Mug With You
: Down in the Forest
: Not How But Where?
: Binsey Can Wait
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Thursday 12th February
: Badgers on the Line
: It's not a W!
: Up on the Roof
: Not the Blisco Dashers
Thursday 2nd April
: John's Comeback
Monday 6th April
: Two Churches, a Pulpit and a Cherry Picker
: Companions of the BOOT
: The Gale Force Choice
: The Comeback Continues
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: Has Anyone Seen Lily?
Feet on the Greenburn Horseshoe
- BB0921 :
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: For England and St George
: The Coniston Outliers
Friday 31st July
: Little To Be Said In Favour?
: The Third Night of the Rescue
: Long Wet Windy Monty Bothy Fun?
: Dear Mrs Scroggins
Friday 11th September
: An Ard Day's Hike
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A Canter of Convalescents?
International Autumnal Expedition
Sunday 27th September
- BB0931 : A Bit of an Adventure
Thursday 1st October
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: When Yorkshire Was Welsh
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: A Tale of Crinkley Bottoms
: Aye Up What?
: Where Eagles Wade
: After the Floods
: The Mystery of the Missing Glove
: A Too Short Walk
: One Hundred and Onesfell
: Back to the Beginning
: BOOTskiboys in Saalbach
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: Los Chicos
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: Peaked Too Soon
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