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                        Ingleborough 12th 
                        January 2006 Bryan 
                        had prepared two interesting wet weather lake district 
                        routes but on the day, it seemed that the problem would 
                        be wind, not rain.  Indeed the MWIS warned that 
                        on ridges and south facing cols "you could be blown 
                        over".  However the BBC weather forecast suggested 
                        that the sun might shine not far to the south or east 
                        of Kendal.  So, which way to go was the dilemma 
                        as Stan and I arrived at Bryan's house.  The problem 
                        was resolved easily by one telephone call.  From 
                        the wife.  "Don- you've forgotten your sandwiches". 
                         Well that settled it as far as I was concerned- 
                        head south for the sandwiches and keep on going.  And 
                        that is how we ended up attempting Ingleborough.  Not 
                        just attempting this time- no diversions to Whernside- 
                        pure focus on Ingleborough. We 
                        parked at Ingleton and set off up the Fell Road, past 
                        the very lonely house at Crina Bottom and carried on 
                        up the hill.  The surface changed from cart track 
                        to, bizarrely, sand.  The footpath for a very long 
                        way was coated in deep sand, which actually made progress 
                        quite hard work.  All the signs of running shoes 
                        in the sand reminded me of Herb Elliot.  And then 
                        it turned into a cobbled staircase.  I must admit 
                        I found this ascent hard going- too much Christmas left 
                        in my legs. I could see this huge mass appearing out 
                        of the mist on the left hand side but it never seemed 
                        to get any smaller.  On reaching the top there 
                        was a bit of a frost, a lot of mist and a bitterly cold 
                        wind.  Not quite "blow you over", more "blow right 
                        through you and freeze your veins". However, 
                        we had a secret weapon- a portable coffee shop.  Or 
                        more like a giant orange cape intended to house three 
                        people and their rucksacks in comparative comfort and 
                        warmth.  At least that's what the salesman said. 
                         Well, I can vouch for the warmth bit.  Comfort- 
                        debatable. Stan reckoned I had my boot up his bum to 
                        which he responded by placing his firmly in my goolies. 
                         And certainly no room for rucksacs.  Or perhaps 
                        we just don't have the technique- must practice in fine 
                        weather! 
                            
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 Portable 
                                    coffee shop at Ingleborough summit! | 
 Inside 
                                    the coffee shop |  Perhaps 
                        foolishly, we decided to abandon the portable coffee 
                        shop and use the wind shelter near the summit for our 
                        lunch break.  I can't remember when my hands were 
                        last so cold.  I couldn't get my winter gloves 
                        on at first and when I did I had to take them off to 
                        open my sac and drop my lunch on the ground.  Then 
                        Bryan asked me to pass him the map, which I did but 
                        unfortunately it was the south-east lake district.  Yorkshire 
                        map still in the car.  As Ming might have said, 
                        it was becoming one of those days. 
                            
                                | Undeterred, 
                                    Bryan unerringly guided us through the mist 
                                    to the Pennine way descent, which was mighty 
                                    steep but a damn sight warmer than on top. 
                                      We 
                                    contoured round Black Shiver, with good 
                                    views over to Whernside and the Ribble viaduct 
                                    to rejoin the track down to Crina Bottom 
                                    and eventually the car.   By 
                                    this time the sun was trying to come out 
                                    as you can see from the 1.5 mile post photo. | 
  
                                    1.5 mile post |  All 
                        in all a rather more challenging expedition than I had 
                        anticipated for the first of the year but enjoyable 
                        none the less.  Distance 7.65 miles, 2,165 feet 
                        of ascent.  I just need to do Pen-y-Ghent now to 
                        complete the Yorkshire hat trick. Don12th 
                        January 2006
 STATISTICS 
                            
                                | Distance:7.65 
                                     
                                    miles
 | Height 
                                    climbed:2,165 feet
 | Map reference:See Map
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