BB1304
:
At Your Own Risk
Thursday
24th January 2013
Having
taken legal advice, future BOOTboys participants
will be required to accept the following disclaimer:
BOOTboys
is the collective name of a group of individuals who
enjoy meeting for walks and other social activities.
Each
participates at his own risk, is totally responsible
for his own actions and takes part only on the understanding
that no liability whatsoever shall be construed against
any other participant or organiser for actions (or lack
of actions) undertaken in good faith.
Why?
Well, largely,
in this increasingly litigious society, to avoid liability
in the event of adverse consequences following the sort of incompetence shown by today's
"leader".
I
cannot take too much responsibility for the first hiccup.
I carefully checked the bus timetable and it clearly showed
that the 555 would arrive in Kendal at 9:30 and depart
at 9:40. I was completely taken by surprise when
a bus, operated by a different to normal operator and
with a suspicious R after the number, pulled in and
the driver announced he was leaving at 9:30. He
seemed quite confused when I pointed out the difference
between his timetable and the one deemed to be official.
Would
my colleagues be here in time? Fortunately Tony
and Roger T arrived just in the nick thereof. Fortunately,
also, Mike was waiting as suggested, at Staveley although events will
prove that the organiser could (should) have nominated
a different place for him to leave his car and catch
the bus.
Nor
can I take responsibility for the next hiccup. The
driver, a very kindly man, took an age trying to explain
to three Japanese youths with limited English (theirs,
not his) just
where they could and could not go by his bus
The
consequence for us was that we were getting seriously
behind schedule/
Eventually
off we set but, in Ambleside, we were overtaken by a
bus carrying the same number but minus the R. "What
was going on?", I enquired of our driver. "It
would take too long to tell you", was the response.
The
555
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The
555R
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Conjecture
is that two rival firms are running the route on competing
time tables, Good for customers in a way providing
they are not too utterly confused!
The
later than anticipated start meant that a more direct
route was required to our target, Wansfell Pike. The
path is steep and had a lot of compacted snow and ice.
Those without crampons could struggle.
The potential for mishap was not inconsiderable.
Should I have pre-warned participants? Perhaps
I should, as the conditions were not a surprise to me.
Fortunately no mishap occurred and Mike in particular seemed to have no problem as he stormed
up the hill.
Looking
back over Ambleside to Coniston range round to Fairfield
Comitibus
: Bridge
before the climb
Roger
in the gully
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Tony
on the climb
The
hills are alive with .....?
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When
we reached the summit, it was by then noon and regular
readers will know what that means regarding Tony's digestive
system. "It's too cold up here," I said,
with good reason, "Let's wait until we are down
in Troutbeck, by the Church".
Without
too much protestation he accepted the proposal and down
we went, in quite deep snow, to find Nanny Lane, the
direct route to Troutbeck. We found the old cart track
which we followed for some distance.
Comitibus
: Wansfell
Pike
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Tony
and the Pillar
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Wansfell
Pike
I was a wee bit
confused when we passed the Pillar. I didn't remember
it being on this parth. For once,
Tony was not interested in such structures; food was
top priority. It was taking much longer than expected
to reach Troutbeck so when, at one o'clock, we found a bench
with a commanding view over Windermere and the Coniston
fells, we stopped to allow him to refuel.
Windermere
Once
accomplished, I took out my GPS to check the distance.
To my surprise, it was not switched on. Stupid
boy. Corrected. We continued down the track to Troutbeck
emerging by the village hall, which again confused me
somewhat. We did a quick left and right, to head
down to the A592.
Looking
up the Troutbeck Valley
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It was only then that I
realised that something had gone seriously wrong. The
church could be seen a field or two over to the left.
It should have been on our right.
After
a great degree of puzzlement, I deduced that, far from
coming down Nanny Lane, we had come down far from Nanny
Lane. We had been on the Hundreds Road followed
by Robin Lane, a rather longer
route.
I could have tried to blame the snow but
the truth is that it was my lack of attention to detail
that caused
the error.
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We
were now seriously behind schedule, which normally might not
have been a problem but today Mike had a business meeting
for which he had to return by 4 p.m.. Consequently,
we decided to abort the rest of the cross-country route
to Staveley, heading, instead,straight down to the A591.
That would allow him the fastest way back to his
car at Staveley. We, on the other hand, were able to end our
journey at the Watermill Inn at Ings.
Fortunately,
Mike had been going strongly all day but I can just
imagine him, as he stormed along the A591 to Staveley,
asking why that idiot organiser had not arranged Ings
to be the place to catch the bus? Quite right, Mea
Culpa.
Sitting
in the pub we were debating how far we had been. Now,
bear in mind that I did not turn on my GPS until we
were well past Wansfell summit but we had taken a long
way round. The reading was 11 miles. I
found that hard to believe as the original plan had
been for around 9 miles and it should have read rather
less. Tony and Roger were, however, quite happy
to accept the figure as it corresponded with how they
were feeling.
On the other hand, I was baffled, Perhaps
I had switched on at the outset. But it
just didn't seem right. It was only later that
the truth dawned on me. I thought I had cleared
the GPS memory before I set off but it would seem that
I had failed so to do.
It was adding to today's curtailed score the
distance that Margaret and I had covered on Monday.
11
should have read 4.8. Our true distance, once
adjusted for the late activation today, was only 8.
Sorry boys!
Fortunately,
as they supped their in-house-brewed beer in the Watermill,
my colleagues were blissfully unaware of most of my incompetences
today or were too polite (unlikely) to mention them.
By the time they have read this they will know the
truth.
Come
back Bryan, they will plead.
Come
back Stan, they will implore.
So
now you know, gentle reader, why all future BOOTboys
invitations will be clearly marked that if you want
to be with us, there are strict conditions.
As
previously stated:
Each
participates at his own risk, is totally responsible
for his own actions and takes part only on the understanding
that no liability whatsoever shall be construed against
any other participant or organiser for actions (or lack
of actions) undertaken in good faith.
Don,
24th January 2013
STATISTICS:
Date
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Thursday
24th January 2013
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Distance
in miles:
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8.0
(Garmin OS / Memory Map)
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Height
climbed in feet:
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1,953
(OS / Memory Map)
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Wainwrights:
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Wansfell
Pike
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Other
Features:
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Comitibus:
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Don, Mike, Roger T, Tony
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