: See You, Jimmy!
25th October 2012
you for your telephone call yesterday to let me know
you were passing close by our house and to look out
for you. It took a while for me to realise what
you meant. Anyway, I did what you asked, looked out
for you and there you were, Captain James, some three
hundred feet above my head. I liked the way you
down low, looped the loop, did a victory roll then headed
off into the grey yonder.
obviously didn't spot me as you sent me a text asking
if I saw you?
yes old bean. I did, to use the well known phrase,
and got the photo to prove it.
you for your text in response to mine querying the type
am sorry that "It's
a p28r" left
me none the wiser but your further clarification was
long hand, a Piper Arrow 201 turbo. 4 seats variable
pitch propeller, retractable undercarriage and 6 cylinder
continental engine with a turbo system. Four sets, 6
hours endurance and has a ceiling of up to 16000
ft. 1980 model. At 2000 feet the 75% cruise about 135knts
climb to flight level 100 or ten thousand feet the cruise
increases to about 150 knts. Fuel flow about 11.5 US
glns per hour. Empty 1600 lbs with max take off
3000 lbs. fuel full tanks 136ltrs x two tanks. 8 quays
of oil. Tyre pressure front 30psi and two wing undercarriage
36 psi. Take off about 70 knots and landing approach
at 80 knots.
more can I say?
What more can one say?
Tony wants to know what is the rate of consumption
of the Amber Liquid when at full throttle?
a pity, James, that you were unable to join us today.
We had a grand outing that you would have enjoyed.
will probably remember Tony saying recently that he
feels that completing the Wainwrights is going to be
logistically too complicated. He has now decided
on a revised plan, scaled down in scope but retaining
the higher levels of aspiration. In other words,
he is aiming to complete the English Monros; Helvellyn and Skiddaw having been
knocked off long ago . Today he saw as his first
training session for Scafell Pike.
exercise number one was to be The Old Man of Coniston.
Just to make it more challenging, Stan decided
that we should take Tony on the Coniston Round. Or
as I prefer to call it, especially today, the Coppermines
was odd, walking through Coniston. With one exception,
everybody seemed to know Tony and, in most cases, to
be related to him by marriage, one advantage of which
was that we were able to leave his car at his brother-in-law's
house rather than pay SLDC an extortionate fee.
strange thing happened as we climbed past
the ancient Sun
This is Tony's favourite pub in the village,
in which he claimed to have spent many a
landlord was sat outside having a coffee
but he was the only person in the whole
of Coniston who didn't recognise
explanation given was that at the times
that Tony was in the pub, the landlord was
long asleep having left the premises in
the safe hands of the bar staff.
Tony prefers the (all) night shift.
and the Landlord
was quite an overcast day as we set off up the Coppermines
valley which, nevertheless, was living up to its colourful
up Coppermines Valley
valley opens out
forecast had predicted strong winds, near freezing temperatures
and possible showers. Consequently, we were prepared
for the worst but, as we left the miners' track and
climbed Hole Rake, the effort meant that layers soon
had to be stripped off. However, by the time we reached
the top of Wetherlam, the process had been largely reversed
although, thankfully, no rain- a situation that remained
throughout the day despite seeing showers passing quite
close by from time to time.
can see that tower again!
wind was indeed chilly and, exercise now over, we needed
to find a sheltered spot for lunch. In the distance
we could see Scafell Pike. And Scafell. I
don't think Tony had realised the extent of the drop
between them and had assumed they were an easy pair.
and Scafell Pike
It came as a bit of a shock
to him to learn that in order to complete the English Monros,
the two Scafells would need to
be undertaken as separate outings.
recovered, we dropped down to Swirl Hawse before climbing
the intriguingly named Prison Band and on to the summit
of Swirl How.
Water and Coniston Water behind
Fell plus Goat's Water from Swirl How
south, it was an easy(ish) undulation to Brim Fell but
then something unfortunate happened. We were overtaken
by two youths accompanying a young lady. To be
fair, we were dawdling a bit. After they had reached
a quarter of a mile or so ahead, Stan and I agreed that
this should not be allowed to happen, that one of us
should give chase and beat them to the top of the Old
Man. The mission fell to Stan and he set off at
a fair old trot.
on the chase
seemed to make good inroads into reducing the gap before
appearing to slow down. The deficit was greater than
we had thought. We saw him accelerate again but
the gap looked too large. Then they all disappeared
behind a raise and we couldn't see them again until
we reached the summit of the Old Man. At this
point, two things become clear.
Stan had heroically failed in his mission by only twenty
yards or so.
they were no ordinary youths but an instructor and two
trainees on a mountain leadership course. Such
a valiant effort on Stan's part against fit bodies forty-odd
years his junior. What a pity we hadn't set him
off a minute earlier so that he could really have earned
gloating rights. If only you, James, had been
there to act as pacemaker.
Man Tony surveys'.....
descended by the Tourist Route, or pretty close to it,
then through the quarries where Tony had a particular
problem with elevating a limb above a cable. I think
there is a technical term for this difficulty.
Water, Levers Water behind
views up the Coppermines valley were just, well, copperrific.
Hints of copper could be seen in the spoil heaps,
the view being further enhanced by the autumnal glow
of the spent bracken plus the turning of the leaves
on the trees.
down to Coniston by the path Levers Water Beck was a
quite spectacular example of this seasonal display.
Autumn proper seems to have come late, suddenly
and gloriously but I suspect won't last long.
we dropped into the village on the right hand side of
the beck (the way we had gone up) we could have saved
some distance as it would have reached the Sun Inn directly.
However, Tony wanted double figures on the mileage count
so we took the left bank, past a field being set up
for an old farm tools sale then, rather achingly, climbed
back up to the Sun.
any old implements?
makes the deal
was not a surprise to discover that the
pub was already buzzing and seemingly full
of Tony's in-laws and mutual friends.
he not been driving, I suspect he, and therefore
we, would have been there all night!
he also had to stay sober in order to negotiate
a telephone deal for a sixth motorbike.
he just had a shandy, did the business and
then the sensible thing in taking us home.
aching limbs might not agree, but it was a good training
exercise for him, probably more challenging than Scafell
Pike itself, and a magnificent day out. Although there
had been cloud cover most of the day, the Lake District
scenery, both on the hills and the drive home, had looked
at its best.
we spoke last night on the phone, James,
you asked me to conclude this report with
a short summary of the abiding memory of
was copper, James.
put another way, more scientifically:
25th October 2012
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Swirl How, Brim Fell
The Old Man
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