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BB1236
: Sorry, John!
Thursday
8th November 2012
We
very nearly had a rather inadvertently shrunk team out
today.
John Hn had kindly offered to pick me up but,
when I discovered Margaret was going early into town,
I phoned him to say that the service was not necessary.
I thought I had left a message on his answerphone
but it seems that I pressed the wrong button (i.e. off)
and ended up talking to myself. Consequently,
he didn’t get the message, made an unnecessary and time
consuming detour to find the house dead.
All of which
made him late for James and then necessitated a mad
dash into town to arrive just in the nick of the scheduled
time.
Sorry,
John!
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However,
they needn’t have rushed as the bus was
ten minutes late, which is what threw Philip.
Rather
than waiting at his stop, frustrated, he
caught a different bus into town, then realised
it was literally going round the houses,
jumped off and phoned Ann to pick him up
to run him to the bus station.
Ironically
the bus he had jumped off arrived before
he did!
All
was well in the end. After trauma-free Bryan
joined us at the next stop, we were all
on the same bus, destination Grasmere.
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One
bus, no Philip!
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The
weather was surprisingly iffy. It was supposed
to have cleared up by late morning.
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Sour
Milk Gill falls
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There
was no sign of that happening as we set
off up the at times knee-deeply boggy Easedale
valley, stopping briefly for James to engage
in conversation a gun-toting passerby.
It transpired that his targets had
been grey squirrels, not trespassing walkers.
Sour
Milk Gill falls looked spectacular as we
climbed up towards Easedale Tarn.
Further
on, we were looking for a sheltered place
out of wind and rain for a coffee stop.
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The BOGboys
Easedale
Tarn
The
only convenient location was occupied but, as we arrived,
the incumbents kindly moved on. After the break,
we could see them in the distance making heavy weather
(in heavy weather) of the climb up to Codale Tarn. Inevitably,
one of our team had to give chase. Last time, on the
Old
Man; BB1235, it had
been Stan’s task. It will be no surprise to those
who have read Bryan’s account of A
Book In A Month
that, today, it was Don who had to reel them in.
Codale
Tarn
Job
well and truly done, I waited for the others to catch
up. First Philip and then the other three. I
thought I had done well in upholding the honour of the
BOOTboys
but it was a rather different story to that of Stan’s
glorious failure. It transpired that this party
had contained geriatrics, two of which found the going
too tough and retreated down the valley. Nevertheless,
a win is a win.
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Sour
Milk Gill upper reaches
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Codale
tarn left, Easedale Tarn right
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We
lunched up above Codale Tarn then took the direct ascent
to Blea Rigg. After a good look at Pavey Ark, Jack’s
Rake and Harrison Stickle, it was time to head across
the somewhat
confusing terrain around Blea Rigg.
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Comitibus
: Above
Codale Tarn
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Stickel
Tarn with Harrison Stickle and Pavey Ark
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Blea
Rigg with Windermere in the distance
There
was one "interesting" gap between rocks that
we had to negotiate to reach the path down to the Blindtarn
Moss plateau, where a splendid rainbow could be seen
arching down to Grasmere (village).
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The
tricky rock
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Rainbow's
End
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Blindtarn
Moss
The
clouds parted just enough to provide a sunny view of
the Lion and the Lamb and the Lion and the Lamb. It
was very easy to see that the northern lion is the higher.
The
Lion and the Lamb x 2
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Hello,
BOOTboys
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We
were welcomed into Grasmere by a friendly
badger. Or maybe he was laughing in
anticipation of the confusion that followed.
The
three of us that were in the lead did the
natural thing and headed straight for the
Fat Lamb, the nearest pub to the bus stop.
The
other two dawdlers, Bryan and John, not
having actually seen us, continued through
the village. Fortunately there was
a mobile phone signal so I could apologise
for not having made the destination clear.
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Even
after regrouping and refreshing, there was one more
confusion.
Should
we or should we not catch the school bus home? Philip
and James had meetings so the decision was simple. We
all said our cheerios to the landlord and left.
On
reaching the open, Bryan asked when the following bus
would arrive. I consulted the timetable and told him
that it was in forty minutes. On learning that it was
not the hour he had expected, he thrust me back into
the pub for another.
Poor
John hadn’t realised what was happening and followed
the other two on to the bus for what was for him an
unnecessarily early departure.
For
the third time in the day- Sorry John!
Don,
8th November 2012
STATISTICS:
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BB1236
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Thursday
8th November
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| Distance
in miles:
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8.0
(Garmin)
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| Height
climbed in feet:
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2,200
(Anquet/ Harveys)
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| Wainwrights:
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Blea
Rigg
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| Other
Features:
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Easedale
Tarn, Codale Tarn-
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| Comitibus:
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Bryan,
Don,
James, John Hn, Philip
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