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                         Gowbarrow Fell and Glenridding Dodd  
 Wednesday 
                        21st November 2007 Uncertainty 
                        was the theme of the weather forecasts so even as Bryan, 
                        Tony and I left Kendal to head for Pooley Bridge we 
                        were still keeping our options open.  Should it 
                        be a wet weather circuit around Askham (arguably research 
                        for a Slipper Stroll) or, if the cloud level was high 
                        enough, the capture of a low Wainwright, Gowbarrow Fell? 
                        Passing through Shap in teeming rain, even the Slipper 
                        Stroll seemed ambitious but as we drew closer to Ullswater, 
                        the day improved radically and it was with some confidence 
                        that we decided to tackle the hill. 
 Gowbarrow 
                        Fell from the car park There 
                        was a reception committee awaiting at the car park above 
                        Aira Force but it transpired they were looking for the 
                        local hunt.  We descended by the stream to the 
                        falls and most impressive they were after the heavy 
                        rain. There are a number of plaques in the vicinity, 
                        the most interesting being a glowing tribute to Cecil 
                        Spring Rice, our Man in Washington during the Great 
                        War of whom it was said that "No ambassador has 
                        ever had to discharge duties of greater delicacy or 
                        of more far reaching importance." 
                            
                                | 
 Looking 
                                    down Aira Force..... | 
 ..... 
                                    and back up |  Our 
                        route took us on the gently ascending path that runs 
                        for a mile or so above Ullswater before turning north 
                        above Yew Crag.   
 Ullswater, 
                        southern end It 
                        was here that we saw the hunt, or at least several dogs. 
                         We met the Master of the Hounds, complete with 
                        horn and Tony asked him if they had put anything up 
                        yet.  “Oh yes, we have had five kills already today” 
                        was not what he was going to say to three total strangers. 
                         Instead he blew his horn and, I kid you not, a 
                        thick mist rose up out of the valley and engulfed him. 
                         When it rolled back, Huntsman, Horn and his dogs 
                        had all vanished.  Spooky. 
                            
                                | 
 The 
                                    Hunstman awaits the pack..... | 
 ..... 
                                    and summons up the mist |  A 
                        bit further up the hill we met another, more communicative 
                        huntsman who confirmed that they were out with the Ullswater 
                        pack of over thirty dogs and that the path ahead of 
                        us was muddier than he had ever seen it.  He was 
                        right.   
 Ullswater, 
                        northern end It 
                        was an exceedingly wet approach to the summit but the 
                        day was looking good.   
                            
                                | 
 Gowbarrow 
                                    team photo | Just 
                                    as well as I was able to establish from 
                                    the trig point that the gps on my phone that 
                                    I had finally got to work with Anquet maps 
                                    was consistently reporting a position about 
                                    100 yards west of where we undoubtedly were. 
                                     Had the clag come down, who knows 
                                    where we might have ended up? We 
                                    took lunch at the summit, aware that the 
                                    clouds were gathering and something very 
                                    dark and menacing was approaching from the 
                                    far end of the lake.  The temperature 
                                    was dropping fast.  It was not a time 
                                    to linger and we took the direct route to 
                                    Dockray and back to the car. |  Had 
                        the rain set in, that might have been the end of our 
                        day, but although it was still getting gloomier, there 
                        was the opportunity to bag another low Wainwright that 
                        most of us (Bryan excepted) had decided not to climb 
                        on BB0632. 
                         We drove to Glenridding and parked in the big 
                        car park.  The objective was a quick up and down 
                        of Glenridding Dodd so we decided on travelling light, 
                        abandoning all rucksacks and, of course, singing Cliff 
                        Richard.   
                            
                                | Unfortunately, 
                                    although the path that starts off up the 
                                    crag is clearly marked on the map and can 
                                    be seen on the ground, the farmer has frustrated 
                                    all attempts to reach it legally.   Eventually, 
                                    after a lot of to-ing and fro-ing and somewhat 
                                    misleading consultation with locals, we 
                                    did find an alternative and well trodden 
                                    way around Blaes Crag.   Had 
                                    we only consulted the Chris Jesty revision 
                                    of AW’s Eastern Fells before setting off, 
                                    we would not have had this problem.   | 
 Glenridding 
                                    Dodd |  The 
                        path proved steep and it was much more of a late afternoon 
                        challenge than we normal inflict on ourselves before 
                        we reached the shoulder where we had opted out of this 
                        peak on BB0632. 
                          
                            
                                | 
 Glenridding 
                                    Dodd team  photo | As 
                                    I suspected at the time, the opt-out had 
                                    been a mistake as, from here, it was an 
                                    easy and short zig-zag to the top.   We 
                                    had quite an explore around the subsidiary 
                                    peaklets at the summit, trying to find the 
                                    best view of as much as possible of Ullswater. 
                                      On 
                                    a good day, this must be a magnificent viewpoint 
                                    but the light was fading somewhat and there 
                                    was the hint of drizzle setting in so we 
                                    returned to the car much faster than on 
                                    the ascent. |  
 Ullswater 
                        from Glenridding Dodd So, 
                        on a day when we almost did not bother, we achieved 
                        a successful two-parter and two more steps towards another 
                        badge.  Where can you buy those Wainwright badges 
                        to glue or stitch to your rucksack?   We also gleaned 
                        some invaluable information from Tony whose fishing 
                        club’s pond has been under attack and all the larger 
                        fish have disappeared. 
                            
                                | Having 
                                    consulted experts, he now knew that, in 
                                    this instance at least, it was wrong to 
                                    accuse the Poles of taking the fish.  The 
                                    cause was definitely Otters and he had photos 
                                    of otter poo containing fish eggs to prove 
                                    it.   Normally, 
                                    poo is not the sort of thing, photos of 
                                    which, we would inflict upon Bootboys 
                                    readers but an exception is hereby made 
                                    so that if you have a similar problem with 
                                    your pond, you may be able to identify the 
                                    culprits without provoking an international 
                                    incident. | 
 Otter 
                                    poo with fish eggs |  Don, 
                        21st November 2007   Distance: 7.7 
                        miles  (Garmin/ Memopry Map) (5.0 & 2.7 respectively) Height 
                        climbed: 2,526 feet (Anquet) (1,332 & 1,194 
                        respectively) Wainwrights: 
                         Gowbarrow Fell and Glenridding Dodd   
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Outings 
BB0701 Loughrigg - the GPS 
test 
BB0702 Whinfell- Castle 
Craggs 
BB0703 Wansfell Pike or the 
Stockghyll picnic 
BB0704 BOOTboys Cancelled Day plus High Altitude 
Report 
BB0705 Out of the Mist and 
into the Cloud 
BB0706 Cockups and much much 
more 
BB0707 Equipment testing day 
- High Rigg 
BB0708 Seat 
Sandal 
BB0709 Circling Hollow 
Moor 
BB0710 
Latterbarrow 
BB0711 Eagle Crag and 
Sergeant's Crag 
BB0712 Bakestall, Great 
Calva and the Great Divide 
BB0713 Helvellyn- the range; 
North to South 
BB0714 Ease Gill to Great 
Coum 
BB0715 
Stone Arthur, Fairfield and Apocolypse Now 
BB0716 Caudale Moor and 
Hartsop Dodd 
BB0717 High and Low Rigg or 
maybe a Rival? 
BB0718 Oh No!  Not Steel 
Fell Again? 
BB0719 Mad Dogs and Easedale 
Tarn, Codale and Tarn Crag 
BB0720 An English Munro: 
 Helvellyn via Catstycam 
BB0721 Levers Water 
Circuit 
BB0722 By Steamer to Hallin 
and Place Fells 
BB0723 The Dove and The Deep 
Dales Round 
BB0724 
Wainwright's Worst Wet Walks! 
BB0725 To Hell in a Bucket. 
 And Back!!! 
BB0726 Wrinklies on the 
Crinklies and the Return to Hell! 
BB0727 
BOG OFF- Pen-y-Ghent & Whernside 
BB0728 
Shipman 
Knotts and Half a Horseshoe 
BB0729 Pikeawassa and the 
Fusedale Round 
BB0730 
A Gray Day 
BB0731 Another Gray 
Day 
BB0732 Gable and a Great 
Deal More 
BB0733 To 
Monroe or Not to Monroe? 
BB0734 Nabbing the 
Nab 
BB0735 Helm Crag and a 
Question of Ethics 
BB0736 Gowbarrow Fell and 
Glenridding Dodd 
BB0737 Middle Dodd and Red 
Screes 
BB0738  An Adventure and a 
Test                            
 
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picture.   Wainwrights Bryan 
                        has kindly produced a log of which Wainwrights have 
                        been done by which Bootboy 
                        in the "modern" era, i.e. since the advent 
                        of Bootboys. 
                          To 
                        download the Excel file click on Wainwrights. 
                          If 
                        anyone wants to claim other peaks, please let me know 
                        and I will submit them to the adjudication committee!   BOOT 
                        boys This page describes a 2007 adventure of BOOTboys, a loose group of friends of mature 
years who enjoy defying the aging process by getting out into the hills as 
often as possible! As most live in South Lakeland, it is no surprise that 
our focus is on the Lakeland fells and the Yorkshire Dales. As for the name, BOOTboys, it does not primarily derive from an 
item of footwear but is in memory of Big 
Josie, the erstwhile landlady of 
the erstwhile Burnmoor Inn at Boot in Eskdale, who enlivened Saint Patrick's Day 
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