Here is what I have really been up to:
|Playing with dolls' house, Christmas morning|
|Playing with dolls' house, Christmas morning|
|A fine stand of Yew trees|
|My commenter Gimmer recently faced part of his abode with shingles. I thought he may like to see this fine example|
|Looking south down the West Coast Mainline half an hour before the vicious rain onslaught which no doubt enhanced the already visible flooding|
|Fairy Steps - pics taken circa Christmas 2006|
|Here, and below as a zoom - distant view of our Lake District National Park - for my USA readers: that is an area of lakes, and mountains only up to 3000ft, and about 20 miles east to west and 40 miles north to south. The second part of this post locates in the middle of all that.|
|This was taken on 28th December 2011. On this Thursday, 5th December, water reached a third of the way up the road sign left of picture. Pete's Wife's art class is held in the village hall about a hundred yards up that road|
Saturday 6th December
My commenter Gimmer is my oldest friend going back to school and scouting days. He studied chemistry and went to Oxford. I went to work.
Gimmer's penchant for chemistry led us to making bombs based on sodium chlorate, (I think), and also something to do with potassium crystals mixed with ammonia. We roamed the Yorkshire Dales and the Lake District, camping, walking, rock climbing, and caving, as well as amusing ourselves by turning off the electrical master switch in the village hall where our soppy contemporaries were dancing.
In later years we had forays into Scotland, and G accompanied me on the last week of my GR5 trip (Lake Geneva to Nice). Gimmer lives mainly in the South, but also periodically visits his late parents' house here in The Lakes.
I still have twelve Marilyns unclimbed in The Lakes, so as a means of focus last Saturday, which coincided with my birthday, we made the long drive to Wasdale Head to climb Illgill Head directly above the famous Wastwater screes.
My day was made when, with my recent membership of The National Trust, I saved £4.50 on parking. Unbelievably, ours was the only car there at 10:30am on a Saturday - so much for my frequent grumpy-old-man complaints about the overcrowded Lake District - we met only one lonely fell runner on our round trip.
We visited the traditional and nostalgic Newfield pub in Dunnerdale afterwards, and then back on the LD fringes we had a good birthday meal at The Eagle's Head in Satterthwaite. Almost what some Spanish guys I climbed with would call a dia completo: a café coffee meet in the morning, climbing together during the day, and having a convivial meal together in the evening - we only missed the morning coffee.
|Great Gable identified: location of zoom shot below and a major rock climbing venue including the famous Napes Needle|
|Illgill Head from Wasdale Head car park - the summit is further back. Our route went topside of trees on left|
|Great Gable - zoom to crags below|
|Great Gable famous rock climbing location including Napes Needle. The big scree to the left of the crags is Great Hell Gate|
|On the summit. The pointy one sticking up above the edge is Yewbarrow, one of the steepest ascents in the Lakes.|
|We have been avoiding footpaths recently in view of wet weather. Thankfully this one was not part of our route|
|Greenodd and the Leven estuary|
|Zoom to Greenodd|
|Footpath ostensibly crossing river|
|The Leven bridge at Haverthwaite - it is still tidal a few hundred yards downstream|
|Drama not far from the start. Road closed (not for us) because of huge fallen tree branch|
|Gimmer and Pete in intensive chat-up mode with the bonny lass from the contractors.|
The tree would need to be felled, but the trunk was rotten so impossible to predict direction of fall if cut at base, therefore would need to be done bit by bit. We speculated on the cost. The contractors had already travelled from Appleby to Staveley.
|Crossing the Kent at Hagg Foot|
|Side House and waterfall|
|One for my Relics collection. There is much rich and interesting colouration here, especially if click to enlarge. Could be subject of a painting. I like the half submerged wheels.|
|The weir on The Kent above Stavley|
|The boat was built upside-down to start with|
|The mould for the 440lb lead keel. Copper rods were inserted top to bottom at intervals so that individual pourings of lead would be held together|
|I had some assistance with melting and pouring the lead from a friend Kevin and his mate who were plumbers|
|Note the stratas of lead. The copper pipes can be seen sticking out, they run right through the lead and keep the individual pourings in one piece|
|My neighbour Dan who got me going with all this, and another neighbour Richard, an engineer by trade. To hear him talk you got the impression he built the whole of Heysham Power Station singlehanded -a practical and helpful guy though, who masterminded turning the boat back right side up. The lead keel is lifted into its framing with an engine hoist|
|This is the framing for the 440lb lead keel. That long keel baton was a superb piece of Douglas Fir, and had to be bent alarmingly to follow the profile of the boat bottom|
|The keel was then encased, glued and screwed with marine ply. The boat was finished with two layers of glass cloth before painting|
|I never got a picture of mine sailing. This is cribbed from Google Images|
Lives of great men will remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And,departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
I saw a jolly hunter
With a jolly gun
Walking in the country
In the jolly sun.
In the jolly meadow
Sat a jolly hare.
Saw the jolly hunter.
Took jolly care.
Hunter jolly eager-
Sight of jolly prey.
Forgot gun pointing
Wrong jolly way.
Jolly hunter jolly head
Over heels gone.
Jolly old safety catch
Not jolly on.
Bang went the jolly gun.
Hunter jolly dead.
Jolly hare got clean away.
Jolly good, I said.
Charles Causey - (24 August 1917 – 4 November 2003) was a Cornish poet, schoolmaster and writer. His work is noted for its simplicity and directness and for its associations with folklore, especially when linked to his native Cornwall.
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