Nice winter walk

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Had my breakfast at the top of Gatescarth pass this morning. It was
quite cold out of the sun and in the wind, but beautiful vice versa.
As we approached the top of Harter Fell the wind became severe, and so
cold that it was too painful on the face and head, even with a wolly
hat, so we had to drop down below the crest for a good while until we
turned for Kentmere Pike.
The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud. This proved correct
until almost the last, when the ground on the descent to Shipman
Knotts had begun to thaw, and my feet got very slightly wet, but here
it was warm and sheltered.

I was beginning to think that today would have been a better day for my
final fling on the Outlying Fells than yesterday as (here at least) the
sky was almost cloudless through the morning and the fields didn't start
to soften until the afternoon but if it was that cold my knees were
certainly better off yesterday.

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There were some odd people about today.

There always are when when you or I are out and about. :-)

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Roger Chapman so far this year 10 summits
New - 10 (Marilyns 0, Sweats 0, Outlying Fells 10)
Repeats - 0 (Marilyns 0, Sweats 0, Wainwrights 0, Outlying Fells 0)

On Sun, 23 Jan 2005 18:25:44 GMT, Roger <[email hidden]>

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Had my breakfast at the top of Gatescarth pass this morning. It was
quite cold out of the sun and in the wind, but beautiful vice versa.
As we approached the top of Harter Fell the wind became severe, and so
cold that it was too painful on the face and head, even with a wolly
hat, so we had to drop down below the crest for a good while until we
turned for Kentmere Pike.
The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud. This proved correct
until almost the last, when the ground on the descent to Shipman
Knotts had begun to thaw, and my feet got very slightly wet, but here
it was warm and sheltered.

I was beginning to think that today would have been a better day for my
final fling on the Outlying Fells than yesterday as (here at least) the
sky was almost cloudless through the morning and the fields didn't start
to soften until the afternoon but if it was that cold my knees were
certainly better off yesterday.

By the time we set off home - just after lunch - it had clouded over.
As we drove south the sun returned.

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There were some odd people about today.

There always are when when you or I are out and about. :-)

Ha ha! I remarked on this to my wife, who said, 'Perhaps they think
you are odd!'
There was a very tall, stick-thin man wearing very large red boots; a
grey haired woman near the top of Harter Fell who looked utterly
horrified as we greeted her while she was tying her bootlace; a couple
of young men who did their very best to avoid eye contact or answer my
'Hello', but I repeated it so they had to answer. This seems to be
getting more common. Plus, as is also getting more common, several
people equipped for a month on Everest.

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Rooney said:

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There were some odd people about today.

There always are when when you or I are out and about. :-)

Ha ha! I remarked on this to my wife, who said, 'Perhaps they think
you are odd!'
There was a very tall, stick-thin man wearing very large red boots; a
grey haired woman near the top of Harter Fell who looked utterly
horrified as we greeted her while she was tying her bootlace; a couple
of young men who did their very best to avoid eye contact or answer my
'Hello', but I repeated it so they had to answer. This seems to be
getting more common.

Ah yes! One of my summer-walking hobbies - saying hello to people.
We're sharing a footpath which is no more than 2 feet wide, so we're
going to pass quite close to each other, aren't we? So why are you
pretending that I'm not here? "Hello! There's a pack of wildebeeste
just up there were you're going ...... they're a lot friendlier than
you!"

Miserable osds!
Judith

Judith said:

Rooney said:

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> There were some odd people about today.

There always are when when you or I are out and about. :-)

Ha ha! I remarked on this to my wife, who said, 'Perhaps they think
you are odd!'
There was a very tall, stick-thin man wearing very large red boots; a
grey haired woman near the top of Harter Fell who looked utterly
horrified as we greeted her while she was tying her bootlace; a couple
of young men who did their very best to avoid eye contact or answer my
'Hello', but I repeated it so they had to answer. This seems to be
getting more common.

Ah yes! One of my summer-walking hobbies - saying hello to people.
We're sharing a footpath which is no more than 2 feet wide, so we're
going to pass quite close to each other, aren't we? So why are you
pretending that I'm not here? "Hello! There's a pack of wildebeeste
just up there were you're going ...... they're a lot friendlier than
you!"

Miserable osds!
Judith

I find it a bit weird. What's wrong with them? It used to be normal
practice to greet people in the countryside when there's only you and
them. It still is in plenty of small towns and villages.

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Rooney said:

Judith said:

Rooney said:

>>There were some odd people about today.
>
>There always are when when you or I are out and about. :-)

Ha ha! I remarked on this to my wife, who said, 'Perhaps they think
you are odd!'
There was a very tall, stick-thin man wearing very large red boots; a
grey haired woman near the top of Harter Fell who looked utterly
horrified as we greeted her while she was tying her bootlace; a couple
of young men who did their very best to avoid eye contact or answer my
'Hello', but I repeated it so they had to answer. This seems to be
getting more common.

Ah yes! One of my summer-walking hobbies - saying hello to people.
We're sharing a footpath which is no more than 2 feet wide, so we're
going to pass quite close to each other, aren't we? So why are you
pretending that I'm not here? "Hello! There's a pack of wildebeeste
just up there were you're going ...... they're a lot friendlier than
you!"

Miserable osds!
Judith

I find it a bit weird. What's wrong with them? It used to be normal
practice to greet people in the countryside when there's only you and
them. It still is in plenty of small towns and villages.

Maybe it's just sometimes too busy to be bothered. I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole. At busier locations,
there's a point at which you stop bothering. I remember bein in the
Tyrol and getting fed uo with saying "Gruss Gott" to everyone I saw.
However, I'd NEVER ignore someone if they spoke to me.

druidh

druidh wrote on Mon, 24 Jan 2005 22:47:11 GMT....

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I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole.

Can't you just ask some of these folk to lift their feet up so you can
see the undersides of their boots?

Er... I'll get my coat...

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from Judith contained the following:

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Ah yes! One of my summer-walking hobbies - saying hello to people.
We're sharing a footpath which is no more than 2 feet wide, so we're
going to pass quite close to each other, aren't we? So why are you
pretending that I'm not here? "Hello! There's a pack of wildebeeste
just up there were you're going ...... they're a lot friendlier than
you!"

It was pretty busy around 3 Shires Head in on Sunday but I must admit
I've not noticed any unfriendliness.

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Tim Jackson <[email hidden]> writes

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druidh wrote on Mon, 24 Jan 2005 22:47:11 GMT....

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I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole.

Can't you just ask some of these folk to lift their feet up so you can
see the undersides of their boots?

I was going to say "Well, it's not a fresh-water fish, is it?"
Then I wisely thought better of it...
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Gordon Harris

Gordon Harris wrote on Tue, 25 Jan 2005 00:22:20 +0000....

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Tim Jackson <[email hidden]> writes

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druidh wrote on Mon, 24 Jan 2005 22:47:11 GMT....

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I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole.

Can't you just ask some of these folk to lift their feet up so you can
see the undersides of their boots?

I was going to say "Well, it's not a fresh-water fish, is it?"
Then I wisely thought better of it...

I'm sure no-one's in any doubt that you're wiser than me, Gordon.
(And older....)

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in uk.rec.walking you said:

Had my breakfast at the top of Gatescarth pass this morning. It was
quite cold out of the sun and in the wind, but beautiful vice versa.
As we approached the top of Harter Fell the wind became severe, and so
cold that it was too painful on the face and head, even with a wolly
hat, so we had to drop down below the crest for a good while until we
turned for Kentmere Pike.
The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud. This proved correct
until almost the last, when the ground on the descent to Shipman
Knotts had begun to thaw, and my feet got very slightly wet, but here
it was warm and sheltered.
There were some odd people about today.

Hey, we were on the same hills :-) as part of the Kentmere round.
Top day, though a bit on the cool side, and we were on hands and knees
ascending Harter Fell.
Pics here
http://climbing.me.uk/Patterdale/index.html

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Simon Caldwell said:

in uk.rec.walking you said:

Had my breakfast at the top of Gatescarth pass this morning. It was
quite cold out of the sun and in the wind, but beautiful vice versa.
As we approached the top of Harter Fell the wind became severe, and so
cold that it was too painful on the face and head, even with a wolly
hat, so we had to drop down below the crest for a good while until we
turned for Kentmere Pike.
The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud. This proved correct
until almost the last, when the ground on the descent to Shipman
Knotts had begun to thaw, and my feet got very slightly wet, but here
it was warm and sheltered.
There were some odd people about today.

Hey, we were on the same hills :-) as part of the Kentmere round.
Top day, though a bit on the cool side, and we were on hands and knees
ascending Harter Fell.
Pics here
http://climbing.me.uk/Patterdale/index.html

What's needed is a urw call rather than a hat! We could shout from the
summit to identify ourselves. Any successful contacts will constitute
an expedition.

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Rooney said:

The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud.>

I did the complete opposite- left the Merrell shoes in the car, wore
the Meindl boots - and ended up with lovely blisters having not worn
them for a while.

We did St Sunday Crag, Fairfield etc. from Patterdale on Sunday. Sounds
like we were a day late for the unofficial expedition.

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There were some odd people about today.

Coming off Hart Crag (?) in fact a good mile or so on, a lady caught me
up and shouted "Is this the way to Grasmere" ?
We had a very strange conversation, as when I mentioned Patterdale, St
Sunday Crag, Helvellyn etc I just got blank looks.

They were looking for Grisedale Tarn, having set off from The
Traveller's rest at Grasmere. They were following a walk out of a
magazine but it had blown way.
They didn't know the first hill they had come up. This was only their
fourth walk.
They had a map but hadn't looked at it as it was in the rucksack.

Her husband eventually arrived and they had a quick chat and decided
they would "Go back up and ask someone at the top".

This was 2:30. We were an hour from the car. It wasn't till later that
I wondered if they would have had enough daylight hours left. And
perhaps I should have said they should come with us and given them a
lift back.

G.

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Rooney said:

The ground was thoroughly frozen, and there were lots of patches of
lying snow. I'd opted for the Merrell shoes rather than the Meindl
boots, assuming that it was too cold for mud.>

I did the complete opposite- left the Merrell shoes in the car, wore
the Meindl boots - and ended up with lovely blisters having not worn
them for a while.

We did St Sunday Crag, Fairfield etc. from Patterdale on Sunday. Sounds
like we were a day late for the unofficial expedition.

I like that walk. So does everyone else by the sound of it.

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Quoted message said:

There were some odd people about today.

Coming off Hart Crag (?) in fact a good mile or so on, a lady caught me
up and shouted "Is this the way to Grasmere" ?
We had a very strange conversation, as when I mentioned Patterdale, St
Sunday Crag, Helvellyn etc I just got blank looks.

They were looking for Grisedale Tarn, having set off from The
Traveller's rest at Grasmere. They were following a walk out of a
magazine but it had blown way.
They didn't know the first hill they had come up. This was only their
fourth walk.
They had a map but hadn't looked at it as it was in the rucksack.

Her husband eventually arrived and they had a quick chat and decided
they would "Go back up and ask someone at the top".

Weirdos!

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This was 2:30. We were an hour from the car. It wasn't till later that
I wondered if they would have had enough daylight hours left. And
perhaps I should have said they should come with us and given them a
lift back.

Sundays are the worst for these ramblers - they are all over the
place!

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There were some odd people about today.

Coming off Hart Crag (?) in fact a good mile or so on, a lady caught me
up and shouted "Is this the way to Grasmere" ?
We had a very strange conversation, as when I mentioned Patterdale, St
Sunday Crag, Helvellyn etc I just got blank looks.

Back in the summer, I was sitting having lunch at Stickle Tarn, when
someone asked me if this was Borrowdale. He had started out that morning
from Grassmere following a photocopy of a map which just showed a route
form Grassmere to Borrowdale. He said he thought he might have taken a
wrong turn as he had not seen many other people. He didn't have a compass
either.

John

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<[email hidden]> writes

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Maybe it's just sometimes too busy to be bothered. I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole. At busier
locations, there's a point at which you stop bothering. I remember
bein in the Tyrol and getting fed uo with saying "Gruss Gott" to
everyone I saw. However, I'd NEVER ignore someone if they spoke to me.

Not exactly speaking as one passes another walker, but the other day I
stopped in a tiny layby on the old Trecastle Road below Moel Feity
(Roger will probly know it) to take a photo of snow covered Fan
Gyhirych. There was another car in the layby and there was only room
for two cars. I got out my camera and fitted a telephoto lens. The
slight wind was too much for a hand held shot. An elderly (even by my
standards) gent approached and told me to lean on the car. I told him
that it was still too shaky. Then I got my tripod out. "I've got one of
those".said he. A moment later when I was viewing the far off hill, he
continued "I've walked all over that hill. What camera have you got?
I've got a Pentax. I don't walk anymore!" This sort of chat carried on
for a while longer.

This was more than I could take and replied as politely as my limited
patience would allow and got on with taking my photo.

I couldn't just tell him to p*ss off but I felt like it. He caught me in
a low moment.
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk

W. D. Grey said:

In article <[email hidden]>, druidh
<[email hidden]> writes

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Maybe it's just sometimes too busy to be bothered. I do most of my
walking north of the border and it's common to stop and chat with folk
you pass. But then some days you hardly see a sole. At busier
locations, there's a point at which you stop bothering. I remember
bein in the Tyrol and getting fed uo with saying "Gruss Gott" to
everyone I saw. However, I'd NEVER ignore someone if they spoke to me.

Not exactly speaking as one passes another walker, but the other day I
stopped in a tiny layby on the old Trecastle Road below Moel Feity
(Roger will probly know it) to take a photo of snow covered Fan
Gyhirych. There was another car in the layby and there was only room
for two cars. I got out my camera and fitted a telephoto lens. The
slight wind was too much for a hand held shot. An elderly (even by my
standards) gent approached and told me to lean on the car. I told him
that it was still too shaky. Then I got my tripod out. "I've got one of
those".said he. A moment later when I was viewing the far off hill, he
continued "I've walked all over that hill. What camera have you got?
I've got a Pentax. I don't walk anymore!" This sort of chat carried on
for a while longer.

This was more than I could take and replied as politely as my limited
patience would allow and got on with taking my photo.

I couldn't just tell him to p*ss off but I felt like it. He caught me in
a low moment.

Bill, at times like this you have to get a grip on priorities. There
is very little that is more important than our fellow man.
Having said that, of course, people can be a pain. But is there
anything more worthwhile than a man's happiness?

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But is there
anything more worthwhile than a man's happiness?

woman's?

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In article <[email hidden]>, Rooney
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But is there
anything more worthwhile than a man's happiness?

woman's?

My dog's? He's loyal and faithful, more than I can say about some men I
know.
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk

In article <[email hidden]>, Rooney
<[email hidden]> writes

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Bill, at times like this you have to get a grip on priorities. There
is very little that is more important than our fellow man.
Having said that, of course, people can be a pain. But is there
anything more worthwhile than a man's happiness?

Read my stuff again - I did say I replied politely. That fulfils your
philosophy rather nicely.
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Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk