We extended the rules to add that everyone had to send a not too obscure photo of where they were and we had to guess the location.

As well as being an interestingly different, lockdown compliant exercise, it meant that our more distant colleagues, such as Robin in Settle, could join in.  Even Jamie thought about it and he lives in Crete.

Another amendment was that photos had to be sent at noon so that Tony could stop for his lunch (although we suspected the photo he might send was of him sat with his feet up, sunning himself in the garden, carefully making sure his can of lager was out of view).

Bryan

It was the phrase in Don’s invitation… “the effort required is entirely up to you, as is the destination” that first drew me in to the challenge. I’d already arranged to ‘accidentally encounter’ a friend who lives in Ambleside for a ‘socially distant’ catch-up so it seemed a good idea to cycle there. Then I saw the weather forecast and it seemed an even better idea to go the long way round. So that’s what I did – a 47 miles / 2,700ft circuit of Windermere.

I hadn’t intended to go to the Drunken Duck but I was a bit early so made the diversion. Sadly though the only thing I could drink in was the view!

Chris

My triathlon, a cold shower + 10 miles on eBike & now this especially for the grey haired among us according to Wainwright!

Gummers' How.

Don

My target was the Land of the Missing Greyhound.  New Hutton.  St Stephen’s Church, two stone gate posts, each with a prancing greyhound on the top, supported by a scrolled letter S.  Further up the lane is the old school house.  Again there are two stone gateposts but here only one has a greyhound (and that has a broken leg).  The other is presumed stolen and melted down.  The S is believed to represent the “Sleddale” family whose symbol was a greyhound.  You can read more at BB1301 : The Greyhound Track. 

Total number of words used?  Exactly one hundred.

John

Lune viaduct (aka Waterside) near Lincoln’s Inn Bridge on the Sedbergh Road just beyond the Black Horse.

Martin

The question of where to go to avoid the obvious Whitbarrow.  I descended to the lime kiln on the Broad Oak road.  This was followed past Cowmire Hall, bearing left towards Cartmel Fell.  The Openreach engineer was happy to talk and even gave very useful, unattributable, information in my campaign to secure fibre broadband but I thought his social distancing technique was somewhat extreme. Onwards towards the target – yes, you have guessed – Cartmel Fell Church.

It is not the usual view. A barrier across the footpath at the stile and signs on the farm access gate discouraged closer contact so a return was made by exactly the same route. No photographic evidence but Diana very much enjoyed the walk as an honorary BOOTbabe!

Statistics:  10,500 steps door to door, x1 walker, x1 runner, x1 car and at least 24 cyclists encountered, including our local vicar in mufti on his return from Parish duties in Witherslack.

Mike B

Strickland Arms no-Beer Garden

Mike T

We [Mike & Cherrie] parked the car in the lay by opposite Castle Green Hotel and walk the ginnel up to Spindle Woods and up through the fields to Paddy Lane, where we turned north and walked the length of Paddy Lane to the Appleby (Grayrigg) Road. We then turned east to the footpath ascending to our target, Benson Knott.

After admiring the view and after having a conversation from a chap from Hertfordshire (a bit of a twitcher) who had recently moved to Kendal, we descended on the north side of the summit, across the open access land to the boundary wall with Fisher tarn. After negotiating the wall we walked down the west side of the tarn to the dam, where we watched shoals of trout feeding on the insects, the observation and perhaps the trout’s endeavours, were helped by the lower water levels. We then walked towards Kendal on the old Sedbergh Road, stopping only to chat to friends over their garden gate and visiting the Quaker Burial Ground.

Robin

Where to go around Settle that would be sufficiently well-known?  

I know: the building perched high above the town with its famous copper dome.

But at less than 2 miles from home, that’s no walk at all.

Unless that is you go via Stackhouse and Feizor, then it’s nearer 10! 

So partly re-tracing BB1916, what a cracking walk it turned out to be.

First up, empty Market Square with The Naked Man looking decidedly downcast; beside the Ribble to Stackhouse and over the moor to Feizer Thwaite.

Next, Buck How Brow, Giggleswick Quarry top and down to Giggleswick Chapel.

Stan

Helm, looking east.

Terry

Walnut tree in Levens

Tony

Seat at Kendal Castle

Bryan

Don

Terry

Martin

Mike T

Mike B

Stan

Tony

John

James

Chris