BB1320
: When Donny Fell Into The Bog
Thursday
30th May 2013
So, am I in training for the Coast to Coast Walk?
What with Tim’s recent success and Margaret & I having a
night away at the Crown & Mitre in Bampton, a hotel where every other guest
was C2Cing, you might think so.
Actually, on Tuesday and Wednesday we,
together with Ian and Cynthia, were tackling the
Miller’s Way which goes right past the front door of the pub but, despite the
occasional signs, local folk have never heard of it.
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Crown
& Mitre
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However, with three walks in two and a half days totalling
28 miles you might well think that Don had a secret C2C ambition.
Today’s training session (?) was partly inspired by our
Bampton visit. I was seeking something
not too far away and not too strenuous after the efforts of the previous two
days.
What threw the calculations was the fact that we
were unable to park at Swindale Head, nor even Swindale Foot, thereby adding three miles to
our outing.
The weather was not as good as we hoped. We climbed the Old Corpse Road wondering how
they got the coffins over from Mardale.
The answer is in the name. It is
not the Coffin Route. It is the Corpse Road,
so the body would be strapped to the back of a donkey.
Heading
up the Old Corpse Road; Swindale behind
On the tops it got worse.
Soon we were walking in fairly thick cloud with limited visibility. Fortunately, once we had reached Selside Pike
there was a fence that greatly enhanced navigation.
Approaching
the Artle Crag cairn
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Trigonometric
something!
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By now, Tony was screaming for food but we made him wait
until we had reached Branstree. This was
not out of our usual badness but to be able to shelter behind a wall out of the bitter
wind.
Descending
into Mosedale
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Mosedale
Cottage comes into sight
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As we dropped down into Mosedale, the weather grew
better. We called in
at the Cottage (a bothy) for a
break. We were pleased to see that it
was in good order, tolerably clean and with six armchairs. Had we lit the stove we might still have been
there.
Mosedale
Cottage bothy
Tony
prefers the armchair
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The
bedroom!
Comitibus
: Mosedale
Cottage Lounge
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Boggy
lower Mosedale
Down the somewhat boggy valley we plodded until we reached
the descent into Swindale, alongside the impressive Forces Falls.
Succesful
stream crossers
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Force
Falls
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The bottom of the Old Corpse Road was soon reached and
thereafter we retraced our weary steps through a sheep shearing yard and back to the cars.
No, I am not in training for the C2C. That is definitely enough walking for me this
week! Stan
or Bryan would no doubt have completed all three outings
combined inside eight hours but not me. Twelve days of it is beyond my
comprehension.
But
what was all that about Donny and the Bog?
Epilogue
I
often plan these reports as I
walk along, especially on the more boring stretches such as Mosedale’s tedious
marshy terrain. All of a sudden this
came to my mind (with apologies to Alfred Noyes):
I was nearing the end of a BOOTboys blog
There was not much to say and little to log
We were down in the valley, out of the fog
When the Comitibus stood there, their eyes all agog
'Cos Donny fell into the bog.
There are certain inaccuracies in this but why spoil a good
bit a plagiarism?
It was a stream, not a bog, but was fed, in part, by the
water from Captain Whelter Bog. And
Donny didn’t quite fall in but did get a good wetting of the left leg (and filling
of the boot) thanks
to jumping with the wrong foot on to the wrong (i.e. mossy) side of a
rock with the inevitable result. Tony rated it a seven.
And everyone's face grew merry and bright,
And Tony danced for sheer delight.
"Give me the camera, quick, oh quick!
He's crawling out of the muckment."
Click!
Then the Gardiner suddenly slapped his knee,
And doubled up, shaking silently,
And the ravens all croaked as if they were daft
And it sounded as if the old buzzard laughed.
When they saw that the subject of this epilogue
Was Donny, who fell into the bog
Don, Thursday 30th May 2013
Tony
and the Vulcan
It
seems that James (planes), Martin (balloons) and John
(gliders) are not the only pilots in our ranks. Here
we see Tony at the controls of the renowned Vulcan bomber,
stationed at Carlisle.
STATISTICS:
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BB1320
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Date:
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Thursday
30th May
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Distance
in miles:
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11.2
(Garmin gps)
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Height
climbed in feet:
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2,051
(Memory Map / OS)
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Wainwrights:
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Selside
Pike, Branstree
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Other
Features:
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Mosedale
Cottage
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Comitibus:
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Don, John H, Martin, Stan, Tony
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