As Old BOOTboys
asked me if our Christmas outing this year would have
different teams for different abilities to which I replied,
he asked what the heck I was going on about, I reminded
him of the famous Three Musketeers slogan at which point
the penny symbolically dropped.
for one, one for all
almost slipped into the trap of thinking that this was
a palindrome but, of course, it is not unless measured
by word rather than by letter.
a mathematician at heart, I realised that if you substituted
x, the unknown, for 411 (this number being its solution
for the particular Dumastic problem), then the equation
+ 4 + 1 = 1 + 4 + x
mentally filed away that useless piece information and
thought no more about it until it dawned on me where
we were meeting today for this year's Christmas Party outing.
start point was the top of Hollins Lane near Burneside,
adjacent to a very friendly Shetland pony.
Close by is a monument.
Due to it standing
in a private field, I have never visited it despite
a request that fell on deaf ears.
monument was intended
to celebrate Napoleon's incarceration but due to his
escape from the island where he had been imprisoned, the inscription was not engraved until a century
later. The monument, appropriately, is called
the Elba monument. It is dedicated to the erstwhile
prime minister, William Pitt, "the pilot
that weathered the storm". One wag amongst us referred
to him being Pitt the Elba, although in fact he was
Pitt the Younga.
Elba monument .........
inspected by Tony
What immediately comes
to my mind at the mention of Elba is saying:
was I when I saw Elba
forecast was for a challenging day although, at congregation,
it was still quite pleasant. We took the team
picture at the gates of Tolson Hall, fearing, rightly
as it turned out, that it might be our last external
ove Burnesider to Potter Fell
down into Burneside, passing the paperworks and up the
River Sprint was no challenge.
Hall Gate House
dinner no. 1
and Pele Tower
explains his new project to Philip
we started to climb towards the fell, the ground beneath
our feet became increasingly snowy, as did the weather.
dinner no 2
Potter Fell Road
the time we reached and crossed the
Potter Fell Road, conditions became steadily
worse with the snow now turning to sleet
and, once on the Birk Rig bridle path,
conditions underfoot were quite treacherous
with sheet ice obscured under a blanket
Potter Fell Road
tumbles were experienced. Smug me
was deliberating whether to put on my slip-on
crampons. I thought it would be un-comradely
as no-one else had brought any.
undignified upending changed all such fine
thoughts and on they went.
the weather been any better we might have spent some
time exploring the Low
area awarded to the parish of Strickland
Roger by the Enclosures Act of 1838 for the inhabitants
of that and neighbouring parishes for recreation and
However, conditions dictated otherwise.
were a-plenty as certain members wanted coffee or food
stops but I drove them on, knowing that the only place
we could get any shelter would be round the back of
the boathouse at Gurnal Dubbs.
and coffee stop
the trail over to Potter Tarn and down to the valley
remained mostly identifiable by the absence of tufts
through the snow so we were able to make our way without
too much difficulty, albeit that hands were getting
cold and jackets starting to yield water.
dinner no: 3
we reached the river, conditions were rather better-
at least we were out of the wind. What the management
of the Brewery in Staveley made of eight drowned rats
dripping water all over their fine wooden floor, I don't
know but they did provide fine ale (belated happy birthday,
Mike, and thanks for the beer) plus a Lakeland interpretation
555 bus southward was the next victim of excess interior
water, as we dripped over the floor. There was
a severe risk of an addition of the warm kind as the
bus stopped for ten minutes to change drivers at the
Kendal bus station.
Miller Bridge was reached, certain members of the group
made a mad uncomfortable dash to the deserted K
Village complex, which fortunately remains open for
the evening, we were joined by Stuart and Graham plus most
of the associated BOOTgirls
a very enjoyable Christmas celebration at Infusion.
My apologies, I forgot to take team pictures.
reminiscing on the challenge of the day, subsequently
Owl ate my metal worm
wondered what on earth he was talking about, presuming
him drunk. He then explained that he thought I
would appreciate the evening ending with another palindrome,
appropriately, he went on to observe that a team with
a combined age of over 500 had triumphed over such harsh
conditions. This led him to coin a phrase which will
no doubt pass into English folklaw. People who
overcome such conditions must be as
6th December 2012
Did you know that the medical term for a fear of palindromes
6th December 2012r
climbed in feet:
Dubbs, Potter Tarn
John Hn, Mike, Pete
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