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: Faltering on Fairfield
Wednesday
7th February 2018
Sun
in the sky, snow on the hills; it promised to be a good
day for a big BOOTboys outing.
Initial
thoughts were for Coniston Old Man but fearful of the
likelihood of ice on the roads we opted for Fairfield
instead. That isn’t quite right. Bryan offered
Terry and me the option of climbing from Grasmere to
Grisdale Tarn then carrying on up either Seat Sandal
or Fairfield. However, I have an aversion to Seat
Sandal- to me its effort / reward ratio isn’t right.....
.....
so I was minded to opt for Fairfield.
We
started lively enough as we climbed Little Tongue.
When
we hit the snowline it was clear that no-one had been
up before us today as yesterday’s snow lay unmarked
other than by foxes. You could see how their tails
had swished the ground
We
had an “interesting” detour around Hause Riggs before
reaching the final climb to Grisedale Hause with its
view across the tarn to Dollywagon.
It
had been hard work making our way through quite deep
snow. Terry and I were both wondering if we had
the energy to make it up to Fairfield.
Terry
proved to be up to the task. Maybe it’s the fact
that he climbs the Empire State Building every time
he goes on the gym’s stepper. I was finding it
much harder going. Maybe it was the fact that
I had enough gear in my rucksack to equip a mini army.
More likely, I’m just not match fit. Anyway
I was faltering. Bryan kindly nursed me to the top.
Without his encouragement I am sure I would have
done an about turn and taken an early bath.
St
Sunday
Helvellyn
By
this time the day was starting to go off. Cloud
was forming and there were some strange light effects.
At least I thought they were strange but when
I took my glasses off they didn’t look quite so dramatic
but still unusual. Here is what they really looked like;
to the east.....
.....and
to the south.
Apart
from a brief attack of cramp I was going much better
after lunch. We progressed along to Great Rigg
where we joined two men and their dogs enjoying the
stunning view of the Coniston fells.
Finally
it was down to Stone Arthur and back to the car. Later,
relaxing at the Brewery in Staveley, I reflected that
it was November since we last did an outing of similar
statistics (and that was with less snow). The
ten week layoff has done me no good. Must get
back into proper action again next week!
Don,
Wednesday 7th February 2018
Thanks
to Bryan for seeveral of the Photos
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