In a late but entirely credible bid for this year's Pertex Trophy, I received the following text from Dave McG last night, who's up in the Lakes a-BG recceing with Ruth B. They were booked into the YHA in Grasmere ... "... did legs 1 and 2; navigational cock up coming off Fairfield that [as it transpired] was actually St Sunday Crag; ended up on the A592 near Patterdale after 12 hours on our feet. Got a lift up to the Kirkstone Pass Inn and taxi from there after a couple of beers." At least Ruth can now look forward to a diet of Wednesday night ribbing that extends beyond the dangers of slipping off steep valley sides.
Back at the Sportsman for an eclectic evening of entertainment. Moz and John D had been overtraining so decided to give their legs a break by pottering up to the Pole and back. Willy, as he scandalously reveals below, moved to the really dark side and ran on the road. The rest of us opted for a downhill start after last week’s thrash up Win Hill and headed for Rivelin waterworks. The notorious duck boards to the stepping stones were as greasy as ever, with even the dog losing his footing. Then it was up to Rivelin Needle where we posed for a new title picture for the blog, (you can see/download the uncropped original below). Over the dams and up to the Headstone, (which we shamefully forgot to climb). On to the haunted house, where Clive rescued the day by producing the night’s only flask of whisky. Ruth introduced an element of sophistication by inviting us to wash down the scotch with Stone’s Green Ginger, albeit worryingly disguised in what looked like a Calpol bottle. Then, in deference to a certain absentee, we thrashed through tussocks and bog to Ocean View and thence back to the pub, where there was a convivial mingling of the various Dark Peak tribes and some of us even spoke to Willy. A really good club night. DH [caption id="attachment_156" align="alignleft" width="300" caption="Warts show their legs at Rivelin Needle before winter kicks in"][/caption]
It took me a little over two years to crack, but as penance for a rather idle week I finally donned reflective vest and road shoes tonight for what the roadies call the "Full" Dungworth (evidently the Warting equivalent of Dungworth "direct"). The entire sorry tale would be revealed below, but my battery ran out in protest.
A late change from Birchin Clough because of roadworks on the Snake meant a hilly but runnable route taking in Win Hill and Lose Hill, with a second trip to the top of Win Hill for the masochists amongst us. No jungle or bog this week. Here is the profile, without the final Win Hill climb, we took an early path through the woods. [gpx2graphics elevation 478]
It looks as though we may be unable to reach Birchin Clough because of roadworks, so please meet at Yorkshire Bridge instead, Ladybower Inn afterwards. This is the final update - promise. As it's rather short notice please let people know if you can.
Promises to be the true start of the warting season. Looks like it's going to be Kinder this time as went on the Bleaklow side last time. Any route suggestions? We haven't climbed up the Naze to the Downfall for a while, the question is where to go from there?
From Bradwell last night, led by Al Ward across every valley he could find, including Cavedale and Winnats, where we climbed the hill just to come back down it again. He even took us to look at the top access point of Titan, which I could not have found unaided, and another bit of cave system near Dirtlow Rake, details of which Gavin has found here. Good running and a very respectable turnout although at least two managed to lose the pack after about a minute and did their own route, perhaps more of that later. We finished in the Bowling Green pub. And....me (Chris Barber) and Neil Woods (a newcomer, all the way from Oldham!) having stopped for a slash at the start were amazed to find that everyone had buggered off and left us, (bastards) so we went for a run on our own!
A steady start to the true warting season and a more normal turn out. Mr Harmer had returned from his African journey, so normal service was resumed! None of this wild abandoned running....back to the bog-trotting and bracken/heather bashing, strange how we missed it. It was David Holmes'(Holmes, the elder) birthday, so cake was provided at the start. Some of greedier members consumed it at Hordron Edge stone circle but the more restrained managed to control their cravings until Crow Chin rocks, where the second whisky stop of the night was had, the first being an early nip at the stone circle. After this the usual battle across bog and tussocks was enjoyed all the way back to the cars at Redmires.
With Royal Dungworth just around the corner, and bearing in mind we'll not be wartin' from Dungworth this year, here's a clue for anyone in daylight search of the Limpopo ... a short wart November 18th 2009 taking in Rod Moor trig to boot.
The Warts have their first meeting of the season tomorrow evening from Bradwell. I think the meeting point is on the main road in to the village, by the playing field. Check the website for any changes. Newcomers are welcome but please read the safety note on the website. Though one of our aims is to keep things informal, personal safety should be uppermost in everybody’s mind. We do run as a group but it is our individual responsibility to be able to get back to the transport or keep yourself, or others, warm if something goes wrong. Basic equipment to be carried should include:-
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