WW09: Pooley Bridge
to Howtown
Tuesday
29th June 2010
Parking
at St Peter's Church, Martindale, seemed like a good
idea at the time. Or, rather, before the time.
At the time was a wee bit later than expected,
it was potentially a problem to get down to Howtown
before the boat arrived.
Dropping
down to Howtown
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Looking
back up to Martindale hause
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Fortunately, it was an easy downhill
track and, in the event, we were so early we could easily
have caught the wrong boat as we lined up with all the
dogs! The wrong boat went to Glenridding. The
right boat, five minutes later, to Pooley Bridge at
a surprisingly fast 12.2 miles per hour.
Dog
queue
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The
wrong boat leaves and the right boat arrives
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Hallin
Fell from the Ullswater Steamer
Alighting
at Pooley Bridge, first stop was for an English Lakes
Ice Cream. They are seriously good. Then
we picked up the Wway and headed off south east, climbing
up alongside a holiday park with some very strange lodgings-
they looked like caravans without wheels.
River
Eamont emerging from Ullswater
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The
wheelless caravans
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Soon
we were out on the open fell and joined the High Street
Roman Road along which the BOOTboys had trodden on BB0617.
Ullswater
from the Roman Road
I was looking forward to seeing the Cockpit again.
But as soon as we got there it clouded over so
I couldn't get a decent photo. However, this is
a much larger and more impressive stone circle than
any of the previous ones seen on the Wway.
Sinister,
dexter, sinister, dexter
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Half
the cockpit!
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Here
we left the Roman Road, taking the more westerly path,
which slowly dropped over the moorland, above the woods,
high above the eastern side of Ullswater.
We
stopped for a cherry break above Barton Park, where
I felt something crawling on my neck. I knocked
it off to discover it was a tick that had been just
about to sink its jaws into my jugular, the little beast.
Cherry
break stop above Barton Park
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Ulllswater
twinkling
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Lyme disease hopefully avoided, we pressed on
along the long gentle descent to Howtown and crossed
Fusedale Beck by an old clapper bridge.
Fusedale
Beck team picture
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Ullswater
and foxgloves
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Then
we had
the climb up to Matindale Hause and the church. I
had quite underestimated how much height we would have
to gain. I don't like walks where there is a climb
at the end- it seems like bad planning. Actually,
the plan had been to provide the option of an easier
ascent of Hallin Fell as a bonus optional extra at the
end but neither of us felt sufficiently motivated. To
be fair, however, Margaret did not complain about the
climb- it was gentle and in the evening sunshine and
culminated in a pleasant visit to the inside of St Peter's
Church where the sun was streaming through the relatively
new stained glass windows.
Martindale
Hause
Front
entrance
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St
Peter's Church
The
sunlit window
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We
had travelled fairly light, with no sandwiches, so
were looking forward to a decent pub meal. We
tried the Howtown Hotel but they don't serve food in
the bar in the evenings. Do they not serve it
because there was no one there or was there no one there
because they don't serve it? We were invited into
the dining room but I don't think the perfumed and cauliflowered
residents would have approved of us in our smelly gear.
Instead we drove back to Pooley Bridge, passing
a van that had gone just a little too far off road.
The Crown wasn't exactly stunning but we enjoyed the fried
combo for two whilst watching the first half of Spain
versus Portugal.
Ooops!
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Ullswater
in the evening
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Margaret
wanted to avoid narrow roads on the way home so I drove
up to Eamont Bridge to join the A6. As we drove
through Clifton she read the sign then asked me whether
I knew that this was where had been the last pitched
battle on English soil? Well, yes I did as a matter
of fact. Tony had sent me an e-mail to that effect
only a few days before.
Virgin
over Hackthorpe
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See Cumbria War Memorials.
As
we passed through Hackthorpe, I thought we might be
joined by a Virgin balloon, so close did it fly to the
road, seemingly looking for a landing place.
As
we passed through Shap we bade it farewell-
it is the last time we will be there on
this Wway.
It
had been a splendid walk with fine views but, strangely,
no washing!
Don,
29th June 2010
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Statistics
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Today
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Cumulative
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Distance
in miles:
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7.0
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73.5
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Height
climbed in feet:
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1,149
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7,424
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WW00:
Index
WW03:
Gaythorne
Hall to Maulds Meaburn
WW06:
Shap
Abbey to Knipe
WW09:
Pooley Bridge to
Howtown
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WW01:
Appleby to Rutter Falls
WW04:
Maulds
Meaburn to Hardendale
WW07:
Knipe to
Askham
WW10:
Howtown to
Patterdale
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WW02:
Rutter Falls to
Gaythorne Hall
WW05:
Hardendale
to Shap Abbey
WW08:
Askham
to Pooley Bridge
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These
pages log the progress of Don and Margaret
along the Westmorland Way.
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picture.
The Westmorland Way
WW00:
Index
WW01:
Appleby to Rutter Falls
WW02:
Rutter Falls to
Gaythorne Hall
WW03:
Gaythorne
Hall to Maulds Meaburn
WW04:
Maulds
Meaburn to Hardendale
WW05:
Hardendale
to Shap Abbey
WW06:
Shap
Abbey to Knipe
WW07:
Knipe to
Askham
WW08:
Askham
to Pooley Bridge
WW09:
Pooley Bridge to
Howtown
WW10:
Howtown to
Patterdale
WW11:
Patterdale to Grasmere
WW12:
Grasmere to
Ambleside
WW13:
Ambleside
to Windermere
WW14:
Windermere to
Underbarrow
WW15:
Underbarrow to
Natland
WW16:
Natland to
Holme
WW17:
Holme
To Arnside
The
Washing Lines
and
other items
as
seen by Margaret:
The
Washing Lines
and
other items
as
seen by Margaret:
BOOT
boys
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