BB1806
: Known Knowns and Unknowns
Thursday
22nd February 2018
It
was the then United States Secretary of Defense, Donald
Rumsfeld, who in February 2002 famously said:
There
are known knowns; there are things we
know we know.
We
also know there are known unknowns; we
know there are some things we do not know.
But
there are also unknown unknowns, the
ones we don't know we don't know.
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16
years later, the current scribe of the Comitibus, Donald
BOOTboy
today observed the same three states of knowledge.
Loughrigg
is definitely a known known. This was our 11th
visit. It was rather cold. We expected that. However
why was the weather not as sunny as the forecast suggested?
Maybe that was why we weren’t buzzed by James
in his plane. Maybe it wasn’t sunny enough for
him to fly and drop his Jeremy Corbyn leaflets on us
as he had promised. Maybe he should have been
with us instead. All known unknowns.
Fairfield
Horsehoe
Windermere
from near Lily Tarn
Lily
Tarn
Grasmere from Loughrigg
After
we came down from the summit to take lunch in that area
between Rydal Water and Grasmere, an unknown unknown
took me by surprise, morphing into a known unknown.
I hadn't known that something was missing. Where
was my flask of coffee? I could have sworn I had
put it in my rucksack. It didn’t matter that much, I
wasn’t thirsty.
We
crossed over to the Coffin Route and made our way along
to the Rydal Hall café for coffee and cakes.
This is in danger of becoming a habit- cake shop
stops, I mean.
Before
we set out, I had a surprise in store for the boys,
a visit to what for them was an unknown unknown- the
Buckstones Jump (or Jum as it is strangely called on
an earlier OS map).
Unfortunately
for Martin and Mike, this was transformed into and remained
a known unknown- they had to make an early exit so were
unable to join Stan, Tony and I on the trek to make
it a known known.
Given
Stan's long and vast experience of the Westmorland Fells,
it had surprised me that for him it had been an unknown
unknown, even though he had once passed by it on a fell
race.
It
was now the sunny day we had expected earlier and much
more sheltered than on the fell. We climbed alongside
the beck, through light woodland and out into the open
countryside and there it was. A natural rock dam
creating an upper and lower pool. And a jump if
you are brave enough to leap across the fall. Just
who Buckstone was and why he jumped remains a known
unknown. As is whether or not he survived the
leap.
Bucktones
Jump, looking downstream
Bucktones
Jump, the lower pool
The
Jump having now been converted to a KK, we returned
to Ambleside by a woodland path. I thought our
next stop would be a KK but to my surprise it had been
an UU. I anticipated the boys would want to stop
for a jar. But it had been a long day so they
decided they wanted to go straight home so we did.
Once
back in our kitchen, a KU transmuted into a KK. I
found my coffee flask. I thought I must have left
it at home but I hadn’t. It had been with me all
the time but had fallen through a hole into the bottom
pocket of my rucksack, a gap that had been an UU but
is now a KK.
That
it had been a good day out was agreed to be a KK. Where
next week’s BB expedition will take us presently remains
a KU. Unless something happens that stops us going
out. Hang on. If the unexpected stops us doing
what we intended, isn’t that a UK - an unknown known?
Mr Rumsfold never mentioned those.
Don,
Thursday 22nd February 2018
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