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                        BB1632 
                        : Sticky Toffee and Other Treats 
                        Wednesday 
                        7th September 2016 
                        Today 
                        was different.  Robin had promised to be our tour 
                        guide on a circuit featuring the Sticky Toffee capital 
                        of the world.  And what a tour guide he turned 
                        out to be.  Not just leading us through beautiful 
                        countryside but enlightening us about the  
                        history of the many features on route. Here is his summary 
                        of the day: 
                        
                            
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                         The 
                        day dawned sunny and bright. The BOOTboys 
                        had arranged to meet at The Royal Oak in Lindale, where 
                        although the landlord was happy to let us park, the 
                        pub would be closed for our return. That and the huge 
                        hedge-cutter tractor filling Hollow Lane, the intended 
                        opening climb of the day, caused a swift change of plan 
                        and a scoot over to the lay-by opposite Broughton Lodge, 
                        the Grade 11 listed Georgian Mansion on the road in 
                        to Cartmel.  
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                                    Broughton 
                                    Lodge 
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                        We 
                        set off across fields toward Old House Wood pausing 
                        to admire the Lodge, built in 1792 by Daye Barker of 
                        Low Wood Gunpowder Works fame. 
                        
                            
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                                      Crossing over the River 
                        Ea, Robin was able to assert his right as the current 
                        miller of Aynsome to inspect the sluice gate controlling 
                        the flow to Aynsome Mill.  
                                    Planted enticingly alongside 
                        the river is the kitchen garden supplying L’Enclume 
                        where the soft fruit was frugally sampled and adjudged 
                        ‘très ordinaire’ by the visiting gourmets.   
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                                    Comitibus: Jonna 
                                    with sausages 
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                                    Robin 
                                    at the sluice wheel 
                                    Through 
                        the wood was another culinary surprise, but this time 
                        meeting more enthusiasm than the raspberries, for at 
                        the gate in the field corner stood Jonna holding a foil-wrapped 
                        tray of hot sausages, buttered bread and a pot of ketchup!  
                                    
                        Even Tony was stunned into silence – albeit momentarily 
                        - before tucking into at least three of the porkers. 
                         
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                        Having 
                        enjoyed our early brunch and thanking Jonna for improvising 
                        such an enjoyable pop-up café it was up the hill 
                        to Green Bank, stopping briefly to admire four impressive 
                        Friesians of the black horse variety, past Professor 
                        Donald Pigott’s duck statue, along a grassy lane passing 
                        pigs, piglets and what they hoped wasn’t, but we thought 
                        appeared to be a large cylindrical bacon smoker to Beck 
                        Side.  
                        
                            
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                                    Black 
                                    horse Fresians 
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                                    Piglets 
                                    and the ..... 
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                                    Pigott's 
                                    duck 
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                                    ..... 
                                    the smoke house 
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                        From here we trundled up the valley side past 
                        Over Ridge and on up to Speel Bank to the old farmstead. 
                        A number of old curiosities in the tumble-down sheds 
                        drew our attention (but none were recognised as BOOTboys). 
                         
                        
                            
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                                    Guess 
                                    where? 
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                                    Old 
                                    curiosities 
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                        From here we took the right-hand, westerly path to the 
                        Ellerside escarpment, climbing the wall stile to be 
                        greeted by glorious, far-reaching views across Morecambe 
                        Bay with Ulverston perched in the middle distance.  
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                        The 
                        Leven viaduct to Ulverston 
                        Next, across fields to How Barrow where we were waylaid 
                        by the local farmer from Strieber’s on his quad-bike 
                        who had ridden over to “enjoy the craic” he said – and 
                        so we did, sending him cheerfully on his way with good 
                        banter.  
                        
                            
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                                     Marked by an OS triangulation pillar complete 
                        with crow’s foot benchmark giving datum level above 
                        the Tide Gauge set in Newlyn Harbour wall (i.e. above 
                        Mean Sea Level) and a threaded theodolite mounting brass, 
                        How Barrow is known locally as Mount Barnard.  
                                    There 
                        are a number of myths and legends surrounding the 154m 
                        high hill.  
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                        The most popular one locally is that Brother 
                        Barnard planned to build Cartmel Priory on top of How 
                        Barrow but was discouraged by a voice telling him this 
                        was a place of the Old Religion – presumably of nature 
                        and thus pagan, and that God had prepared a place where 
                        the waters flowed north, south, east and west. If you 
                        know where to look around the Priory these flows of 
                        river, stream and spring are to be found!  
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                        The 
                        Old Man of Coniston 
                        Descending 
                        to the Cumbria Coastal Way we made our way to Holker 
                        Hall, ancestral home of the Cavendish Family, allegedly 
                        one of the most influential aristocratic families in 
                        England since the 16th century.  
                        At the junction with 
                        the Cistercian Way we saw the false sheep fold hiding 
                        the entry manholes to an underground command bunker, 
                        a relic from WW2.  
                        By now it was well past ‘Tony Time’ 
                        and we took an unusually comfortable lunch sitting at 
                        a picnic table in the manicured grounds of the Hall 
                        before making our way via Walton Hall Farm and Cartmel 
                        Racecourse into Cartmel Village.  
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                        Cartmel 
                        racecourse 
                        It was hot and we were 
                        getting bothered so Don eased our pain with a cone of 
                        the tastiest sticky toffee pudding ice cream from Cartmel 
                        Sticky Toffee Pudding shop, itself a culinary emporium of fine food where 
                        Tony declared he could start on one side and eat his 
                        way around the shop.  
                        
                            
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                                    The 
                                    Priory from the Racecourse 
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                                    The 
                                    Sticky Toffee Shop 
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                        We sat on the Fishplates in the 
                        square and slurped our ice creams, Don chatting to a 
                        bearded cyclist from Cark who arrived on a recumbent 
                        bicycle looking very pleased with the world. Does meeting 
                        the BOOTboys 
                        have this effect? Anyway, thank you Don!  
                        Walking past 
                        L’Enclume, recently voted Britain’s finest restaurant 
                        by the GFG, and Tony treated us to a laugh just as a 
                        sous chef emerged from a side door, Tony enquired if 
                        this was the local café he had heard about? The 
                        chef’s face was a picture…..! 
                        The 
                        Priory churchyard was entered from the north side and 
                        we walked around to the main South Entrance and stepped 
                        inside – see Cartmel 
                        Priory.  
                        
                            
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                                    Working 
                                    on the clock at the Priory 
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                                    They 
                                    fled by night 
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                        Out 
                        onto Priest Lane through the churchyard kissing gate, 
                        past the Old Police Station and Knot House to Pitt Farm 
                        and a struggle up the valley side to Hampsfell Hospice 
                        to take in the poetry, the stone carved Greek inscription 
                        above the hospice door which Don enlightened us was 
                        all about Rosy and Dawn, or something very similar, 
                        and then climbing up the uneven steps to behold that 
                        magnificent 360° view.  
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                        The 
                        Coniston - Wetherlam range 
                        
                            
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                                    Stan 
                                    and Robin on the Hospice 
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                                    Arnside 
                                    via the viaduct 
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                        Finally, along the Cistercian 
                        Way and down to the ancient Hampsfield Hall with its 
                        traditional chimneys and priest hole, once the local 
                        distribution centre and home to shire horses until the 
                        coming of the tractor, and so back to the cars.  
                        In 
                        need of refreshment and deciding to chance our luck 
                        at finding parking spaces in Cartmel we struck lucky 
                        at the Pig & Whistle with two spaces outside the 
                        front door. Well, we weren’t going to turn that welcome 
                        down and welcome too was the pint that Stan treated 
                        us to taken in the beer garden overlooking the sheep 
                        grazing quietly in the early evening sun -  
                        Cheers! 
                        Robin, 
                        Wednesday 7th September 2016 
                          
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                        Tony 
                        takes shade 
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                        Stan 
                        eats his fingers 
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                         Robin 
                        spots Blackpool Tower 
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                        Don 
                        hopes the ram doesn't spot him 
                          
                        
                        
                            
                                |                                                  STATISTICS 
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                                |                          Date: 
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                                         Wednesday 
                                        7th September 2016 
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                                |                          Distance 
                                    in miles: 
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                                         13.0 
                                        (Garmin) 
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                                |                          Height 
                        climbed in feet: 
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                                         1,659
                                        (Memory Map) 
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                                |                          Features: 
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                                         Mount 
                                        Barnard, Cartmel, Hampsfell 
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                                |                          Comitibus: 
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                                         Don,     Robin,  Stan, Tony 
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                        Map 
                        shown: OS 1:50k 
                          
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                        see Which 
                        Wainwright When? 
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                        of the mileages, heights and Lakeland Fells Books Wainwrights see: Wainwrights. 
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