BB0803
That's
Lyth- it is NOT a Race!
Sunday
27th January 2008
Well,
strip my willow! A Burns Night Supper with vigorous
country dancing, preceded by a friend’s birthday night
out with vigorous alcoholic consumption is not the best
way to prepare for a long distance challenge walk! When
the alarm went off at 6 a.m., this Gay Gordon was more
of an "Omigawd Don"
For
those who might be wondering who organises these things,
it is the Long
Distance Walkers' Association.
The
LDWA is an association of people with the common interest
of walking long distances in rural, mountainous or moorland
areas. Many of its activities are social walks
but from time to time it offers “Challenge Events”-
a walk mostly on footpaths and other Public Rights of
Way across open fields and moors, avoiding tarmac as
much as possible. It stresses that the challenge is
to the individual, to complete the route within the
allowed time, it is NOT a race. Distances range from
twenty miles to a hundred miles (to be completed in
48 hours). And if you complete the challenge within
the allotted time- you can buy a badge to prove it-
what more incentive could anyone need?
LDWA
is divided into many local groups and That’s Lyth is
organised by the Westmorland
and North Lancs Group.
Their
description of the challenge reads:
This
year it takes place on Sunday 27 January
2008, starting at 8 a.m. from the Scout Hut
in Kendal. This is a superb winter event,
encircling the Lyth Valley and visiting
Scout Scar, Cunswick Scar and Whitbarrow
Scar. The route is 23 Miles with an ascent
of 3,200 feet.
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A
superb winter event it might be on a superb winter’s
day. But at 7 a.m. on a dark grey morning, it
is somewhat less appealing. Still, we were committed,
so the team of Stan, Bryan and myself convened and headed
to the Scout Hut in Kendal where the walk would start.
Check
In at Kendal Scout Hut
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But
first we had to find somewhere to park-
the New Road car park is normally empty
at that time of that day, bar few cars that
had been left over night by Kendal revellers.
This morning however it was almost
full. There was one place left for
us.
We
crossed the river and checked in. Although
the event started at 8 a.m. we had made
discreet enquiries and had been given tacit
permission for us oldies to set off immediately.
So it was 7:24 when we set off through
the streets of a still dark Kendal, heading
for the golf course.
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By
the time we reached Cunswick Fell it was daylight. Via
a minor but longer detour, we
headed over to Gamblemires Lane where the advance party
of runners were starting to catch us up. We took
Tranthwaite Lane down to the Underbarrow Road and the
Punchbowl and for the next dozen miles or so followed
the route described in BB0802.
The
first checkpoint, or grazing station as we preferred
to call it, was at Crosthwaite school.
You
know the sort of blue elasticated plastic
headwear that dinnerladies wear?
Well
we had to put them on over our shoes to
protect the floor of the school. Bending
down to fit these turned out to be one of
the bigger challenges of the day.
On
offer here were fruity malt loaf or doughnuts.
I opted for the excellent fruity malt
loaf plus a most welcome cup of tea. We
decided not to stop for long and forced
Bryan to take his tea with him to drink
on the road!
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Bryan
forced to have his tea on the move
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The
fruity malt loaf worked wonders and I got a real energy
rush that enabled me to crank up the already quite fast
pace and really crack on up onto Whitbarrow. Bryan
was getting seriously worried about how fast we were
travelling, fearing that we were going to burn out.
The descent of the scar was a different matter.
Although generally the ground was in better condition
than on Tuesday that was not the case on the steep path-
it was considerably greasier than before and I found
it challenging to keep my footing, especially given
the sharp drop to the right. Bryan and Stan had
no such problems and romped down at twice my speed;
I did not catch them up until a decent bit of level
ground near Witherslack School.
Going
over Yewbarrow, we had only been passed by a handful
of walkers and some of them had their 100 mile walk
badges on their sacks so we didn’t feel too bad. However,
there were two blokes that were a little ahead of us
but not getting away so Stan decided they had to be
reeled in, which we managed before the next grazing
station at Witherslack Parish Hall. This time
the choice was between a hot dog and quiche. I
didn’t fancy anything hard to digest so went for the
quiche (plus tea, of course) but Bryan and Stan raved
about the hot dog and rued the fact that they had only
been offered one.
The
uphill section at the southern end of Whitbarrow Scar
was cruel because it felt unnecessary but when we got
over the brow, Stan suddenly took off. We let
him go for a while but by the time he had opened up
a hundred yard lead, we felt he needed to be reeled
in which took him a bit by surprise when he looked round
to find us on his shoulder.
Going
across the bottom of the valley was no easier than on
Tuesday but this time we had ensured that Robert and
Diane were in at Cinderbarrow and they cheered us on,
Diane waving the Union Jack and Robert taking the team
photos as we strode by- as he said- no time for a chat.
Indeed that is why, other than the ones Robert took,
there are so few pictures. See BB0802
and BB0610
for more.
Arriving at Cinderbarrow....
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and heading off to Cotes Corner
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In
fact we were only two hundred yards from the third grazing
station at Cotes Corner. Here I made a big mistake.
On offer were doughnuts or biscuits. I had
hoped for more fruity malt loaf but in its absence opted
for tea plus a doughnut. It was pleasant enough
but for the next half hour I had an awful sickly sweet
taste in my mouth. However I can’t blame that
for now starting to flag. My pace was certainly
dropping and it was a great effort to cling to Bryan’s
boot heels. Stan meanwhile was on some sort of
interval training schedule as we climbed up to Helsington
Church and Scout Scar. The reason was that he
feared being beaten home by a young lady of generous
proportions so was determined to open up a big enough
gap to prevent this happening.
We
departed from the BB0802
route by heading right at the cairn, across Helsington
Barrows and the Racecourse before dropping down into
Kendal. And on Gillinggate the unthinkable happened.
The aforementioned lady who was so far behind
she could not possibly catch us, did just that and powered
past. Stan put in a token challenge but it was
too little too late.
Nevertheless
he and Bryan seemed to be finishing particularly strongly
whereas I was just about shot as we arrived back at
the Scout Hut at 2:18 p.m., just under seven hours since
setting out. So, we had not needed that bonus
half hour of the early start in order to meet the time
commitment of a 5 p.m. return to base! We had
in fact made remarkable (for us, or at least for me)
time with a moving average speed of 3.5 miles per hour
over 24.1 miles.
And
the weather, which had been grey all day and windy to
start with, was probably ideal for the purpose. Certainly,
heat or rain or worse would have given rise to a much
slower performance.
Feeling
pretty pleased with ourselves we checked in and grazed
for the last time on more tea, this time plus fruit
salad with creamed rice. Wonderful.
And
we collected our certificates and badges.
Now, are you non-joiners jealous?
Certificate
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and Badge
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But
fear not,
There’s
an even bigger challenge- The Spring
in Lakeland Walk on Sunday 6th April. The
route is from Ambleside, visiting: Loughrigg Tarn, Skelwith
Bridge, Elterwater, High Tilberthwaite, Coniston, Tarn
Hows, Skelwith,Clappersgate and returning to Ambleside.
A scenic 22 mile event with 4,900ft of ascent. 10 hours
time limit
Anyone
interested? Or should we let the madness pass
and get back to normal Bootboy
activities?
Don,
27th January 2008
Distance: 24.1
miles (Garmin/Memory Map)
Height
climbed: 3,200 feet (Anquet)
Wainwrights:
Whitbarrow Scar (Outlying Fells)
For the latest totals
of the mileages, heights and Lakeland Fells Books Wainwrights see: Wainwrights.
If anyone wants to claim other peaks, please let
me know and I will submit them to the adjudication committee!
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Archive
2008
Outings
BB0801 :
Avoiding the Graupel; 16
January
BB0802 :
Lyth in the Old Dogs; 22 January
BB0803
: That's Lyth; 27 January
BB0804
: Tony's Memory Lane; 30th January
BB0805
: Fell's Belles! Thank You Mells? 6th
February
BB0806
: The Langdale Skyline and a Fell Race! 13th
February
BB0807a:
An Outbreak of Common Sense; 21st February
2008
BB0807b:
Askham Fell and the Lowther Estate; 13th
March 2008
BB0808
: Thanks to the MWIS 19th March 2008
BB0809
: High Street and Kidsty Pike but no Fairy 28th
March
2008
BB0810
: Prelude to Spring 2nd April 2008
BB0811
: Spring in Lakeland 6th April 2008
BB0812
: Wet,
Wet, Wet Sleddale to Mosedale Cottage Thursday
10th April 2008
BB0813
: What's It All About, Tony? Thursday
17th April 2008
BB0814
: The Hidden Mountain Tuesday
22nd April 2008
BB0815
: The Bowland CROW Thursday
1st May 2008
BB0816
: High Cup Nick: The Gurt La'al Canyon Wednesday
7th May 2008
BB0817
: Travelling Light Wednesday
14th May 2008
BskiB08 : Bootski Boys in the Sella Ronda
23rd February - 1st March
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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!
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