Rylstone Crag and Rylstone Cross lead north along the ridge to the war memorial obelisk on Cracoe Fell.
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From the car. Rylstone Cross is top of nearest hill, Cracoe Fell far skyline |
Cracoe Fell obelisk war memorial just visible on skyline |
Crookrise Crag, zoom from start for Sharp Haw. This was another frequently visited crag in my climbing days |
Down to Cracoe and my return route from Cracoe Fell |
This track became a path just after the extent of this pic. Sharp Haw, my mini mountain is the obvious peak. |
C'est moi |
Zoom to Rylstone Cross and Cracoe Fell. The cross is on the hill in the foreground |
I think I only climbed once at Rylstone (Wasn't there some vague problem with gamekeepers?)
ReplyDeleteFather came for some inexplicable reason and watched me do a fairly simple wall traverse made even easier by the fact that trees growing close to the crag face reduced any sense of exposure to zero. I expected some sarky remark but none came. Not being able to judge climbs left him secretly impressed, I think. Later - it may have been the same day - he said offhandedly that combining rock climbing with motorcycling seemed to suggest I had no interest in the future. A compliment of a sort if you factor in his personality.
I'm surprised he got up to the crag to watch; it's a bit of a toil, or as an old geezer I met in Cornwall said, "It's a reet cough up there".
ReplyDeleteGamekeepers ring a bell. Perhaps John P (Bowland Climber) or Tom (Gimmer) may comment. I'm sure they would remember.
re your implied invitation to comment - I never went to Rylstone - but that area in general was notorious for them, if you recall - not far from the Bolton Abbey and other like-minded grouse moor estates.
ReplyDeleteI wonder how much this has changed over the past half-century.
I used to love climbing on grit - no need for holds, if I remember rightly: one could almost walk up slabs anywhere and thrutch up featureless cracks and chimneys as long as one had no respect for one's clothes or skin - I still have scars from jamming on Curbar! To say nothing about ragged PA's - that dates it.
ah, memories, again - madeleines could pass muster as stickies, I suppose.
You are bringing us all into the nostalgia zone!
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I know why T,P and R set off late in the day - they knew you only get sun on the crag after noon. You don't say whether you did or not. Sept?
You knew that P would take a long time.
Gamekeepers were very active in the moors behind the crags [Barden Moor] but I don't recollect problems at Rylstone.This was one of my favourite crags in the area and I returned last year to do Dental Slab and others with my cousin from Skipton.. There were restrictions at Crookrise and Eastby.
Speaking of my Skipton cousin I wonder if it was he you met on Sharphaw. He goes up there a lot. A great little hill with some superb remote gritstone bouldering.
Have you noticed the connection between the Marilyns and the Munros?
gimmer - Yes. I seem to remember doing a lot of thrutching.
ReplyDeleteI'm surprised you never went to Rylstone.
By "stickies" do you mean some reminder software on the computer that others have recommended to me, or are you referring to your PA's by that name?
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Bowlandclimber - I particularly noticed the shadow on the crag yesterday and thought to myself this is an afternoon crag, but I didn't make that connection you refer to with my 1992 visit. I'm not sure what the weather was like except that I recorded being cold.
It would be interesting to know if it was your cousin. He knows who I am because I gave him my blog address. Let me know if you find out.
I'm not sure about "the connection" except that they both start with M. I wonder if Marilyns should be spelt with a plural apostrophe - Marilyns' - ?
Looks like you had similar weather to our walk albeit much further south. Looks like the knees are holding up.
ReplyDeleteMarilyn Munroe !!!!
ReplyDeleteBc - oh dear! How did i not know that?
ReplyDeleteYou've got the Marilyn's bug!
ReplyDeleteNo concern about whether there would be a summit view on this occasion. I don't know this fine looking hill at all. Great to find out about it here.
Welshpaddler - I am doing these walks despite the knee. It is still sore and stiff after six miles or so, but seems to recover more quickly now, but I think I am a long way off doing a serious backpacking trip.
ReplyDeleteStickies were little self-adhesive rough pads used to gain transient, dynamic upward impetus - a bit like a 'smear' on/off a rock wrinkle - for times when there was no convenient wrinkle to hand (actually to foot - used for the foot/leg movement only) and it was a bit tricky or obvious to use a chisel - I suppose a bit like resin powder but leaving no naughty white residues. It was very important for the Second to remove them all in their entirety - of course . . . .
ReplyDeletePreferably grey coloured so they didn't show up in the movie or image - of course . . . .
Not at all the same as chalk which, as we all know, is perfectly honourable and is only used to absorb sweat from slippery fingers, not to improve adhesion to the rock - of course . . . .
Never used them on live rock, myself - of course . . . .
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