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: A Bevy and a Blether
Saturday
30th December 2017
If
it were not the festive season, I would probably be
ashamed to publish today’s stats. But as it is,
then I think we can be forgiven! Ian and his sons,
George and Harry were back up north on their seasonal
visit. Martin S, Tony and I met up with them at
Sizergh Castle café to await the cessation of
murk and mizzle so that we could be on our way. Although
we met at 11, it was not until about 12:20 that we felt
sufficiently motivated to jump into two of the three
cars and it was 12:53 by the time we actually started
walking. It was surprisingly slippery in the Scout
Scar car park and I was beginning to wonder if I should
have brought spikes.
The
remarkable thing was that Tony, the mandatory noon time
luncher, had said absolutely nothing about eating. He
made up for that shortly afterwards. “Are we stopping
at the Mushroom for lunch, boys?” he pleaded.
Although
the rain had stopped, it was still gloomy and, more
importantly, there was a strong and very cold wind,
so we deliberately marched on past the Mushroom shelter
without saying anything.
It
was quite some time, a record 13:40 before he really
felt the pangs. It is a measure of how well he
has been trained that when I told him that it was too
cold to stop and that he would have to eat on the hoof,
he actually agreed.
It
was amusing to see that despite Ian’s boys now being
of mature years, they still pested each other (to be
fair to George, Harry was generally the instigator)
just like our Jamie and Emma used to do.
We
progressed along the scar; it really was blowing hard.
It was difficult to keep on one's feet.
Comitibus
:
Don, Ian, Martin, Tony, Harry, George
At
Helsington Church we briefly took shelter to admire
Marion de Saumarez' remarkable war memorial painting.
I
was surprised that Martin, a keen mountain biker, had
never been on the road down to Holeslack Farm. Today
would not have been a good one to ride down. It
was a good job it wasn't freezing as the steep track
was a river. 5 degrees colder and it would have
been lethal. My greater fear, however, was hunger.
It was now my turn to prove that I could multitask
by walking and eating at the same time.
Tony’s
car, fortunately, was still to be seen in the Sizergh
Castle car park but that was not our final destination.
That was the Strickland Arms where we rounded
off the BOOTboys
year in traditional fashion with a bevy and a blether.
Happy
New Year!
Don,
Saturday 30th December 2017
A Bevy or
a Blether of BOOTboys
The competition
is now closed. All the votes for the best collective
noun to describe the BOOTboys.
have
been counted and I can now reveal the outcome.
Of
the 24 suggestions, 15 received a modicum of support.
Somewhat cruelly I thought, Blunder, Grump and Smell
all had a mention. However two nominations stood
out well in front in terms of popularity.
In
second place, nominated by Robin, was A Bevy of BOOTboys.
Bevy has a nice double entendre- a group in close
association (Dictionay.com
gives an example of "boisterous sailors")
or, as recorded in the Urban
Dictionary,
a term used in the northern regions of Britain for
alcoholic drink . Personally I think it is a corruption
of "beverage".
However,
the clear favourite, another word used in the northern
regions and which aptly sums up the random and often
nonsensical chatter that
only ceases when the paths get rather steep, is a Blethering of
BOOTboys.
So,
I can now reveal the winner. Step forward and
receive your prize- Martin C. And can you keep
your acceptance speech short, please. No blethering.
The
Lingy Hut
Bryan's
postponement of his Lingy
Hut visit only
lasted 24 hours. However he must have been bitterly
disappointed. As you can see, you can see! And
there is no snow. So perhaps not the miserable,
challenging conditions he had hoped for hence no need
to stay the night!
Bryan
was also able to get out in the sunshine on Thursday
28th, lucky man. Here he is with Liz on the top
of Helvellyn.
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