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: APOLOGIES FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE
Wednesday
17th May 2023
Yes
it was inconvenient. Very. We
were heading for Sadgill to climb the Gatesgarth
Pass, then up Harter Fell to enable it to
regain its position as our second most visited
Wainwright. We noticed a group of
bikers at the turning for Longsleddle but
thought no more about them. After
all, as far as we knew, Tony wasn't with
them. Down at Garnett Bridge we did
see a sign suggesting that it was a no through
road but we knew that to be the case (except
for off road vehicles once a month).
2½
miles further along we were stopped by a
man in a yellow jacket. He asked,
in a very purposeful manner, whether
we lived in the valley. When we explained
what we were doing, his attitude changed
and said "Very sorry gentlemen. The
road is closed for resurfacing. Would
you mind awfully if you were to turn your
vehicle around and head back to the main
road?" As if. He was build
like a sumo wrestler except that his face
was even more..... no, I shouldn't say it
for fear of the woke police. Even
with Robin, our driver, being of not insignificant
size, he clearly was not the sort of chap
to argue with. He suggested that we
should have seen the signs at the A6 saying
the road was closed. We explained
that if there were any such signs, they
were obscured by the bikers. This
had no effect on his demeanor. You will
understand why I didn't take a photo of
him.
We
now had two problems. Firstly we (Robin,
Stan and I plus Hollydog) were due to meet
Mike, Terry and newly rejoined BOOTboy-
Robert, at Sadgill which clearly was
not possible. There was no telephone
signal. How to get in contact with
them?
Secondly,
assuming we were able to make contact, what
should do now that our itinerary had been
wrecked?
The
first problem was soon resolved as we saw
them heading up the valley towards us so
we could explain the situation.
However,
a new problem arose. Large wagons
were heading in both directions. How on
earth would we escape?
One
of them carried the very sympathetic message
"APOLOGIES FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE".
The look on the driver's face didn't quite
seem consistent with the sentiment. Fortunately
a field came to our rescue, much to the
puzzlement of its sheep.
Once
back at the A6, we saw the sign that had
been hidden by the bikers.
We
stopped there to plan an alternative adventure.
Kentmere was the decision, to tackle
the same hills but from Green Quarter.
It
was touch and go as to whether we would
be able to reach it. Big wagons on
the narrow lanes were causing several difficulties.
Eventually we had a bit of luck. A
large forestry wagon was in front of us,
clearing the way up the valley.
Parking
proved no problem at our secret farm,
so more than an hour behind schedule, we
set off east to the top of the pass then
turned north.
Apart
from some mild scrambles, it was a straightforward
climb up the fell, although we do seem to
be taking a lot longer than used to be the
case. The views, particularly across
the western side of the valley and beyond
were good.
Shipman
Knotts, Kentmere Pike and Harter Fell were
achieved so the partaking of lunch was now
permitted. We dropped down towards
Nan Bield and found a suitable dining place
out of the wind with views down to Small
Water and Haweswater. Holly was insistent
that she should share my apple.
Next,
we paused briefly at the Nan Bield shelter
for the team picture then took the track
that leads down to Kentmere.
Holly
had puddled in something smelly so Robin
wanted to wash her in the reservoir. She
loved the opportunity have a swim. We
thought Terry might feel similarly and resurrect
his erstwhile hobby of skinny-dipping in
tarns but he said he couldn't as he hadn't
brought a towel. A very lame excuse
if you ask me.
It
was a long trek back to the cars but an
interesting one as the terrain changed from
slag heaps by the stream to open field then
ancient lanes with bluebells and other wild
flowers. There were yellow poppies
which I said were Californian but others
thought the were Welsh. Uncle Google
seems to think they were right.
You
will not be surprised to know that we finished
up at the Brewery in Staveley, an act for which
I am not going to apologise. No inconvenience
there, just a decent pint of ale to round
off the day.
Don,
Wednesday, 17th May 2023
Bonus
Pictures from Mike
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