The Doog Done Good
10th January 2013
quote from the publicity material:
Derek "The Doog" Dougan, king of the footballing one-liner, was perhaps the
most flamboyant, argumentative and controversial cult hero in the game's long
and lurid history.
As a player
he smashed in
goal after arrogant goal for Portsmouth, Blackburn Rovers, Aston Villa,
Peterborough, Leicester City, Wolves and Northern Ireland,
also inspired the
earliest known instances of football-related graffiti as his name was daubed
across walls in each of those cities in recognition of his status as the crowd's
more about The Doog, click on the photo. Alternatively,
read on but from here onwards we are talking about a
different The Doog.
explain the background, whilst planning today's outing
I received an e-mail from "The Doog". I wondered what
on earth was going on until I realised that the underlying
e-mail address was that of Mike. Then I really
wondered what on earth was going on?
explanation is simple. There is a connection.
Mike advised that The Doog was his nickname
at school. "I
was named after Derek Dougan, who played for Leicester
City (my team) when I was a kid. He was tall like me,
though slimmer, and headed lots of goals."
today's outing was thanks to The Doog who told me about
thought that undertaking the walk had inspired one of his
hotel guests to post it on
website. It looked like an interesting variation
over mostly familiar territory. Plus, it provided
a target average speed for us to beat: 3 m.p.h.
addition to The Doog, the team for the challenge comprised
Stan and myself. Tony should have been with us
but due to an unfortunate lapse of communicational rigour
on my part, I missed his response. Sorry, Tony.
commitments led us to undertake an early start, just
after sunrise. Not that any sun was to be seen.
Somewhat to my surprise, the meeting point on
Scout Scar was in mist.
set off at a brisk pace to ensure that The Doog could
beat his customer's time. This troubled him somewhat.
I thought that was because of consideration for
his guests and not wishing to be seen to outdo them.
was only as we approached the finish that
I learned that the author hadn't been a
customer after all, just an unknown person
who had posted the route on the internet.
needn't have rushed! Maybe!!
concern about the pace had been much more
practical. This was his first return
after injury and was not yet match fit.
route led us down Gamblesmire Lane then
Chapel Lane, both old tracks that, today,
were deep in mud that made it difficult
to keep on one's feet.
clearing over Underbarrow Church
now, the sun was emerging and, when shining from directly
behind us, across the dip to the misty ground in front
was the finest Brocken Spectre I have ever seen. We
tried to take the comitibus photo with the three of
us projected thereon but the strange thing was that,
unlike the one seen on BB603,
even when we stood side by side none of us could see
more than one Spectre. In each case it was the
projection of himself. Weird. Sadly, photos
don't fully capture the striking visual effect.
into the sun
had a bit of a navigational hiccup crossing over to
Low Fold (mea culpa) but thereafter, routefinding was
fairly straightforward, although heavy equipment vehicles
had made some of the tracks pretty difficult for pedestrians.
climb through the woods to Cunswick Scar was interesting
for two reasons.
the conditions underfoot were the worst of the day,
making progress on the sloping, slippery ground particularly
we met a man stood in a pool in his bare feet. To
say he looked like a tramp would be unkind as he was
clean and articulate. He basically had an alternative
lifestyle, lived in the open, generally walked wherever
he wanted to go, communed with nature and hadn't worn
shoes for over ten years. He seemed a contented
soul but not with a lifestyle to which any of us would
towards Kendal Fell from Cunswick Scar
on the top of the Scar, it was an easy stroll back to
the car which we reached soon enough to be home in time
for lunch. We had been averaging the target speed
of 3 mph so I had put on a spurt near the end to try
and raise it a decimal point but I had left it too late.
We will have to return in summer, hopefully in
a less waterlogged state, and see how much quicker would
could do the route when firm underfoot. I can't
believe the author of the route had tackled it in such
difficult circumstances so I reckon our speed equalling
his to be a victory on a conditions-adjusted basis.
of course for Mike, a great comeback to fitness. The
Doog done good.
10th January 2013
Forty Years On
years on when afar and asunder
Scattered are those
who are gathered today
When you look back and forgetfully
in Ian's case, when you look back you don't forget.
was typical of this BOOTboy
to remember that his first fell walk was on 6th January
1973 and that I was with him on the ascent of Coniston
Old Man. There has been a photo of that event
on the BOOTboys
page for years. Ian wasn't in the picture and
I had not been sure who had taken it. Now I know.
The trendily dressed trio are John S in black,
his brother-in-law John R behind and an exhausted looking
me in that rather fetching sky-blue woolly hat.
thought he would mark
the fortieth anniversary of his first fell walk with
a photo of his next generation, atop Coniston Old Man
a few days ago. Ian is centre left, his two sons,
George and Harry, to his left, and to his right is Martin, another occasional
capacity to remember information is legendary.
the 1970s, a number of us used to play for a team in
the Kendal & District Quiz League. By far the strongest member was Ian
who could recall all sorts of useless information like
Manchester United's result against West Ham in the semi
final of the FA cup in 1964.
And the date, 14th March.
often he would get all his questions right- a straight
eight- plus picking up a lot of passes. He was
a major factor in us being one of the dominant teams
of the day.
one strange night, it all went awry and he got everything
wrong. Nul points. Zilch. The Big "0".
And with the irony typical of the Brits, despite
all his previous (and future) heroic achievements, he
was from then onwards known as The Big O.
can take part of the credit for the foundation
of the BOOTboys.
He was one of the
famous five who "discovered" Big
on 17th March 1973.
You can just see him
hiding at the back, top left, in John S's
the way home, Ian was the one changing gear
from the back seat!
and Martin have occasionally been out with us since the
formation of the modern BOOTboys
but, as Ian lives in Cheshire and has been working in
Ireland, his opportunities have been limited.
O. Or should that now be the Big Four O? Or
maybe even the Big Six O?? Rumour has it that it could
soon be the Big Six 1.
Ian - we look forward to you rejoining us soon.
10th January 2013
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Scar, Brocken Spectre
Don, Mike, Stan,
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