19th June 2013
this week’s walk we were lacking an experienced leader
and John, as volunteer convener, opted for the straightforward
option of the Howgills since Martin had offered to drive
over with cowboy-hatted Mike and Roger. Don was
away sunning himself in the Med and we soon realised
we needed at least three people to step into Don’s shoes.
One photographer, one scribe and one navigator - even
though the agreed route was effectively BB1226
in reverse. Roger kindly volunteered to do the music!?
long, flat trek from Sedbergh to Cautley was as long
as we remembered but very pleasant in warm sunshine
and it allowed a few photo opportunities including a
seat that Tony would relish. This one was definitely
"up the spout"!
flat terrain was soon forgotten as we started up the
real Spout. The highest waterfall in England is underground
at Gaping Gill but Cautley Spout is the highest above
ground, falling for almost 200 metres down a series
of rock steps. The first part of the route picked a
way up a steep path on the right of the falls. Steep
is the word – in about 600 metres linear distance the
path gains about 200 metres of height, which is an average
gradient of 1 in 3. Some individual sections are
sheepfold we were heading for is next to Red Gill Beck,
which is one of the streams feeding the cascades.
1996, the artist Andy Goldsworthy has been
creating a series of environmental sculptures
in Cumbria on the theme of sheepfolds.
worked on the Red
in 2002. It was intended partly as a memorial
to the devastating effects of Foot and Mouth
artist rebuilt a derelict fold and then
created a stone cairn sculpture in one corner.
sheepfold was a very handy lunch stop - Mike dined off
a china plate with proper cutlery. We were half
expecting his butler to appear with a glass of Pinot
down the Spout
post lunch walk up to the Calf was much gentler but
we were on “motorways”. At one point Martin counted
23 people ahead of us – but strangely none behind.
walk back down into Sedbergh provided stunning views
and was largely uneventful although Mike did shudder
at the memory of running around these fells in search
of his wallet on our previous outing.
Winder and back to the Dalesman
could swear it said crack
in Sedbergh we headed straight for the Dalesman and
discussed fine wines over a couple of pints of bitter.
More like "Down The Hatch" than "Up The
also discussed virgin hats, photography, Simpsons on
the Strand and music which made us remember that we
wanted a picture of the Shadows. This was duly taken
outside the pub – you’ll be pleased to hear we refrained
from performing their distinctive dance routine
and the Shadows, Wednesday 19th June 2013
Road to (and from) Nowhere
the International Division of the BOOTboys
was in action.
Heraklion, Crete, is a not insubstantial hill (about
800 metres) that looks like a pyramid. It is called
Dtrounboulrd. Sorry, fingers were over the wrongs
keys. It is called Stroumboulas.
Otherwise known as Stroumboulas.
Jamie (who lives nearby) decided that he, Poppy and
I should conquer it. Poppy, I should explain, is not
some nefarious lady with whom I was secretly vacationing
but Jamie’s dog. It was a slightly weird experience,
outing was not too strenuous especially as the heat
of the day was now dwindling. Once we had driven up
the right goat strewn track (more about which later)
and ignored the Greek signs warning of dire fate awaiting
those who trespassed, we actually had only about 300
metres of rocky but distinct path to climb to the summit.
Indeed, it was clearly intended as a legitimate
route as waymarker arrows were painted at convenient
places. leading to the obligatiory small chapel at the
views, looking over Heraklion and the Cretan coastline
as well as of the hinterland mountains, were stunning.
examining the chapel, ringing its bell (seemingly dedicated
to Zeus) and taking umpteen photos, we descended back
to where we had parked the car.
bizarre feature of the outing was that after turning
off the main road, we drove up a typical off-road rocky
track, past the mandatory goats, and then the surface
changed into to the most perfect tarmac that I have
seen in Crete and a lot better than many of the roads
in the UK. Not only excellent condition but very
wide- at least big enough for three lanes. But
it was only about a mile long
we parked was at its very end. There was no more
road and not much sign even of a path. So what
was this pristine mile of tarmac that we travelled to
nowhere and back again doing there?
saw no one to ask (fortunately), only the goats, but
pondered on its origins as we made our way back to Jamieville.
Euro project for which money had run out (and into
someone’s back pocket)?
drag (or maybe goat) racing strip?
secret runway for the planes of drug dealers or
other Mafioso type characters?
Astride The Beast
conclude, we have a Vulcanic
update from brother Alan who claims to having forgotten
about riding the Blue Steel missile. He explains:
we were probably actually doing was sitting
astride the beast whilst connecting a multipin
connector from a wiring loom attached to
a computerised test rig, into a socket in
the top near the front. Being in the early
days of computerisation, think lots (actually
hundreds) of relays and a test rig as big
as the missile itself.
recall that the aileron servo amplifiers,
being produced to a military spec, made
excellent high power audio amplifiers,
the only problem being a 40 Volt supply
line which was non standard.
so people could not use them for audio amplifiers!,
but with so many radio and electronics engineers looking
for things to invent, that was never going to be a problem.
19th June 2013
climbed in feet:
Spout, The Calf, Calders
Hn, Martin, Mike, Roger B
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