BB1838
: Tarn Baggin'
Wednesday
21st November 2018
When
Bryan first mentioned his proposal to me, I couldn’t
stop thinking about a song that has previously featured
in these reports- Star
Trekkin’ by
The Firm. The one for which the video features
Mr Potato Head as Captain Kirk . Only in this
case the words morphed into "Tarn Baggin’ across
the Lakeland Fells".
Today’s
expedition would be a tour round eight named Lakeland
Tarns and would also be a further stage in Martin’s
comeback with his new bionic hip.
Tarn
number one would be Alcock Tarn, hidden above Grasmere
after quite a steep climb up to Butter Crag.
The
first time I visited it, BB0837,
I likened it to an infinity pool. Later visits were
a little disappointing as it had become somewhat overgrown
with reeds. Today the reeds were in evident but
mostly as debris on its banks. Presumably broken
off by storm force winds. The disappointment was
the weather- visibility not that great so infinity couldn’t
be seen.
I
asked Bryan if that was the scene of his famous “You
can keep your hat on”
swim but he corrected me. No. Wrong song.
It was where he went “Night
swimming”.
The
descent was partly down the Grasmere sports fell running
course. How these lads can reach the Butter Crag
turning point and back in twelve minutes or so totally
beats me.
Nearing
the bottom we discovered a tarn that was not on Bryan’s
list. He dismissed it as a small reservoir but
then so is Alcock Tarn.
Lower
down were the two small tarns he wanted to see, Whitemoss
Tarn.....
.....
and How Top Tarn.
Sadly
both are now heavily overgrown by vegetation, more of
which later. The Postman clearly thought the latter
was a good place to have his butties. Or a sneaky
kip!
We
crossed over the valley, passing between Rydal Water
and Grasmere (neither of which count as they are lakes).
The view from Loughrigg Terrace was rather different
to those on the classic postcards!
Silver
How Tarn was our next objective. This required
quite a climb, passing by two more small unnamed tarns
that were not on Bryan’s list.
At
the top of a bit of a scramble up Meg's Gill we found
Silver How Tarn
Next
Lang How and its three tarns. The first, Brigstone,
is suffering from reed infestation which is a shame
as it used to provide a superb foreground for the distinct
peak of Lang How.
The
next, Youdel, is really a pair of tarns which
are also becoming reeded. Is this the future for
the Lakeland Tarns? Will they increasingly disappear
under vegetation? You can see the logic- formed
by the aftermath of the ice age, they are slowly losing
their depth under vegetation. Will that process
extend to the lakes in due course? Perhaps it
already has.
We
hadn’t bagged all eight of Bryan’s tarns, only five,
but we had found three more for him so we decided that
was enough for today. The afternoon was drawing
on. We didn’t want to continue on to Easedale
Tarn and then be caught up there in the dark.
We
didn't see Blind Tarn but then it didn't see us either!
I don't think it exists anymore. Just bog
called Blind Tarn Moss
Bryan
taught me a navigational lesson. You cannot rely
on the green dashed markings on an OS map indicating
a footpath. They might not be accurate; they are
just a general indication. Much more likely to
be correct are the black dotted paths. And so
it proved to be as you can see in the map below. This
took us safely down to Grasmere.
I
am pleased to report that Martin’s hip performed well.
This is a man who, only two weeks before his operation,
had limped his way across a 1km Via Ferrata with some
very scary exposure. What will be do now he has
working joints?
Bryan,
too, has had his exciting adventures and is featured
in a recent edition of Adventure
Travel Magazine.
You
can get a flavour of it in the KE
Adventure Travel
brochure.
As
for me? I’ll stick to Tarn Spottin' on the Lakeland
Fells. I'm sure there is a song in there somewhere!
Any suggestions for the lyrics? There's
a small prize awaiting the best submission.
Don,
Wednesday 21st November 2018
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