BB1835 : Where is Richard ?

Thursday 18th October 2018

I'll tell you all about ..... ..... ..... ..... some other time.

Crisis, what crisis?

Well, after the BOOTboys outing Margaret and I went to a gin-tasting session organised by Terry.  It was a jolly evening but you can imagine how, after trying seven ample measures of very different gins, I was not at my sharpest when returning home.  That is my excuse for failing to notice the drip from the ceiling.

An armchair snooze later, I went to make a cup of tea.  This time I did notice.  The kitchen floor was wet.  A pipe from the boiler upstairs was weeping.  Some mopping up and turning off was needed before making the obvious telephone call then starting this report.

Our aim had been to bag more Wainwrights for Mike T.  This would entail the full Dovedale Round.  Stan asked Tony whether he wanted the sharp climb at the beginning or end.  "Let's get it out of the way," he replied.

It promised to be a beautiful autumn day but the mist was still hanging over Brother's Water as we drove down the Kirkstone Pass.

Walking by the side of the lake, we saw the sun rising over Hartsop Dodd, lighting up the ridge of High Hartsop Dodd- our first objective.

Looking back as we climbed, we could clearly see the outline of the Romano- British settlement.

Once the beast of the climb was out of the way, it was a comparatively gentle stroll up Little Hartsop Dodd and onto Dove Crag.

One more short climb and we reached our zenith, Hart Crag.  Lunch stop.  Not surprisingly there were quite a lot folk up there, enjoying the panorama.  Richard wasn't one of them.

He wasn't at Hartsop Above How either.

Nor was he where you might have expected him- at Dick's Seat, a little lower down. We waited a short while but no Richard appeared.

Comitibus:  Don, Tony, Mike (on Dick's seat), Stan, Don

The final part of the descent through bracken then woods made me wonder if Tony might have preferred the walk the other way round after all.  What I know he would have preferred is that we stop at the Brother's Water Inn to celebrate survival but I had to get back to Kendal.  Gin was calling.

I would like to tell you more about the subtleties of the different varieties but, as I said at the outset, that will have to be some other time.  I've got to end now.  The doorbell has just rung.  The plumber is here.  His name is Richard.

Don, Thursday 18th October 2018

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