BB2130
: Ding Dong!
Thursday
19th August 2021
It’s
11 o'clock on Wednesday night. The
phone rings. It’s the paramedic from
the NHS111 help line. I had phoned
earlier about my problem. I was worried
it might stop me going out with the BOOTboys.
We have an interesting chat about
the offending Trombiculidae.
You
might know them better as Harvest
mites.
Or
maybe Chiggers.
If
this is still a mystery (or
even if it isn’t) I suggest
you consult Seasick
Steve on
the right, here. He’ll
tell you all about them.
Click
on his picture and you will
hear him explaining the problem
and imploring:
Leave
me alone, little chiggers. Don't
lay your babies on my legs
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Anyway,
the para-medic and I have an interesting
chat about biting beasties. He tells
me then when he is bitten, he hits himself
to stop him scratching. I tell him
I am practicing air-scratching. He
recommends moisturising cream. He
tells me that the military protect themselves
against such creatures with the help of
the Avon Lady and her Skin So Soft lotion.
Apparently insects don’t like it.
It's
now Thursday morning. It's been a
very itchy night, but I feel ready to risk
whatever Orton can throw at me even though
I haven’t yet heard the Ding Dong of the
Avon Lady.
We
spend some time just looking round the village
and its old church. Inside is a row
of three ancient bells. Ding, Dong
& Doyynngg.
We
set off through fields and up to Orton Scar.
I have my trousers tucked into my
socks to stop any more of the little chiggers
climbing in.
On
the top of Beacon Hill stands the Queen
Victoria Jubilee Monument. In case you didn't
know, this is an obelisk that celebrates
the Jubilee of Queen Victoria.
Or
to be more prosaic:
On
the 21st June 1887 this Ancient Beacon Fire was here Kindled by the Loyal
Subjects of Crosby Ravensworth and Orton to Commemorate the Jubilee Year of the
Beneficent Reign of her Gracious Majesty Victoria Queen and Empress.
Our
next objective is to cross one of England
best Limestone pavements, Great Asby Scar,
in search of Castle Folds. This is
what is left of a Romano-British walled,
stone hut circle settlement.
You
can easily see the outline of some of the
buildings. Indeed we have lunch using
one of them as a bit of shelter from the
wind.
However,
it looks much more impressive from above
as you will see if you click on this link
for The
Megalithic Portal.
Now
we wander on to High Pike and its five guardians.
These are cone shaped cairns of uncertain
age.
The
comitibus is Martin, Robin, Tony and me
so we can’t make use of them all for our
team picture. I suppose we could tie
Holly (Robin's dog) to the far one but somehow
she manages to appear twice in the photo
below so maybe we would have to build a
sixth cairn!
We
retrace our steps gingerly across the glints
and crikes (sounds better than clints and
grikes) then continue to visit the trig
point on Knott. I WhatsApp a photo
of its plate, BM 10674,. I thought
that after all the interest in these things
earlier in the year (BB2101
for example) someone might be interested.
No-one responds. Have I found
one too challenging?
At
the bottom of the hill is more
history, the Gamelands Stone
Circle. It is over 3,000
years old.
There
are something like 40 stones,
all fallen, in a circle of diameter
about 100 feet. You can
see it much better from the
sky, hence the Google Earth
picture, right.
Or
for a full 360° panorama
visit Gamelands
Circle.
A
disagreement erupts as to whether
they were for astronomic predictions,
the gathering place of the tribe
or a monument to the dead. Maybe
all three?
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Back
in Orton, we all buy chocolates for our
loved ones at Kennedy's shop. I am
starting to itch again. It is no surprise
that we eschew the
WAVERLEY
Temperance Hotel in favour of The George.
We sit in the beer garden reflecting
on the day and all the mysterious history
we encountered.
I
arrive home desperately trying hard not
to scratch.
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The
doorbell chimes.
Ding
dong.
It’s
the Avon
Lady calling.
She
hands me the Skin So Soft.
I
must tell Seasick Steve.
Farewell
Little Chiggers. You’re
not going to get me again.
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What’s
more, I will be the sweetest smelling BOOTboy
ever.
Or
as the Master of Suave, Leslie
Philips,
would have remarked:
I
say ..................... Ding Dong!
Don,
Thursday 19th August 2021
Comitibus:
Martin (+ Holly), Don, Tony (+ Holly), Robin
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