: Send For Jonna !
6th February 2019
knows how to treat
baps for starters then we’re ready for anything.
that she and Robin are living in Clapham,
it has brought a new dimension to our outings,
especially when, like today, the forecast
for the lakes was far inferior. Our
target was the remarkable limestone pavement
of Moughton Scars. First however-
well second however after the sausages-
was the exploration of Clapham.
third. Second, I wanted to see if
James was sporting a pigtail after his Ecuardorian
to the plot. I was particularly keen to see the
church. I had only been in it once before, many
years ago as a pallbearer along with Pete and other
colleagues for our revered Managing Director, Big G,
who had died far too young.
it looks an interesting old building. Internally,
other than for the fact that it is much wider than I
anticipated, it was a bit of a disappointment.
the village by the Thwaite Lane (Track), past the Ingleborough
Hall Outdoor Education Centre of which we could see
very little, it was a little odd to have to pass through
two tunnels before climbing to the Long Lane (Track)
that led up the east side of Clapham Beck.
might wonder why I keep writing (Track). The answer
is because that is what the OS map says!
the other side of the beck we could see the entrance
to Ingleborough Cave that we had passed recently when
Santa went missing (BB1840).
This time, rather than seeking the Gaping Gill
cavern, we turned north east along the Pennine Bridleway.
had expected to be able to see Ingleborough but
the top was enshrouded.....
was Pen-y-Ghent though both would clear later in the
were some unusual stone formations to be seen, one
looking like a logo for an aircraft company, or maybe
a firm that makes coat hangers. Or clip-on moustaches.
we could see the length of Moughton Scar. This
features a limestone pavement plateau below the Sulber
limestone plateau and above the grassy Crummack Dale.
looks as if there is no easy way down the cliff but
there is. If you continue along by the wall to
Sulber Gate then pass through the slippery clints and
grikes of Thieves Moss you will come to a small ravine.
This is a great place to stop for lunch, protected
by a wall from the bitter wind. In the wall is
the Beggar's Stile and on the other side is a completely
safe, easy descent into the dale.
down Crummack Lane, having passed a couple of fields
we thought we would take the path that leads to those
have explored this boulder field several times before
so simply passed through these wonders to drop back
down to Thwaite Lane (Track) / Pennine Bridleway / A
Pennine Journey – you choose by which name you want
it to be remembered. The descent to the tunnels
has severe warnings that are well merited. In
the wet, this greasy track could easily prove fatal
to a heedless cyclist.
was fate rather than fatal (fortunately) was our visit
to the New Inn which was living up to its name in the
sense that internally it has been newly renovated.
now seeming to be a fairly plush hotel, the bar end
was welcoming for muddy boots and dog (I should have
mentioned that Robin had brought Holly).
beer but no sausages. Quick, send for Jonna!
Wednesday 6th February 2019