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My blog nick-name is SIR HUGH. I'm not from the aristocracy - my middle name is Hugh which relates to the list of 282 hills in Scotland compiled by Sir Hugh Munro in 1891. I climbed my last one (Sgurr Mor) on 28th June 2009


Sunday, 29 May 2022

A gem of a walk from Sedbergh

 Saturday 28th May 2022 

Walk 17  "Frostrow Fells and Dentdale" from:  The Lune Valley and Howgills, Dennis and Jan Kelsall. Cicerone Press.

For reasons I'm not prepared to divulge I walked this route in the opposite direction indicated in the guide - my direction is shown on the map below.

The authors suggest starting from the centre of Sedbergh which necessitates half a mile each way on the main road to Dent, the only attraction being a view of what I presume is Sedbergh's public school cricket pitch immaculately  mown right out to its boundaries by some OCD groundsman.

The obvious place to start the walk, in my opinion, would be at the lay-by parking by the bridge over the river Rawthey. The bridge provides a good view of the more than usually attractive river, even for the Yorkshire Dales. Here I took a zoom shot of a grey wagtail.

My little grumble is somewhat unworthy for this fine walk which incorporates parts of The Dalesway and the Dales High Way, two of the best long distance paths in the country. If one had to recommend a walk in the Dales for a newcomer this would be a strong candidate. 

A short road to the left takes one into the tiny and pretty village of Millthrop from where I was soon onto ancient drove-ways and lush terraced paths on soft green grass interspersed with old woodland and views down Dentdale enticing one to  explore further than this day would allow. The skyline of Holme Knott on the other side of Dentdale dominates and must provide good ridge walking. I have done part of that in the past when visiting the trig.

I knew I was back in Yorkshire at Leases Farm. An elderly gent was sat chatting to a local visitor with her nwely acquired electric bike. I had stopped to look at my map to see which side of the farmhouse the path followed.

In supposedly jocular fashion the old guy addressed me.

"You're lost!"

"No I'm not, I'm just checking which way the path goes"

"I don't care what you say! You're lost!"

This went on for a while before we settled down to more mundane conversation about my intended route and the merits and downsides of electric bikes. I do hate it when you are looking at your map and passers by assume you are lost. In the worst cases they then start trying to impose on you some alternative route  based on what they consider to be their superior local knowledge.

A stretch of country road followed but with  interest and still the overall ambience of just being in a good part of the Dales.

The route now climbed on paths to higher ground. At one point a fascinating gate designed for quad bikes with a system of counterweight had me puzzled for a while before I worked out how it operated. See the photos below.

After this I levelled out following a good moorland path running parallel with the Dales High Way and a few hundred yards to its south-west. At the high point of the undulations a ladder stile crossed the boundary wall and a welcome large flat through stone provided a comfortable seat for my sandwich and coffee break.  I lingered there for over half an hour in the warm sunshine with deep blue sky and rolling white clouds. At one point i listened intently. A long way off there was the sound of a hard pressed motor bike exploring its rev limits in each gear, and then nothing but the odd cry from a lapwing and the trill of a skylark.

As I popped over the stile I was startled by a friendly barking collie and a local couple  who had this walk as far as the wall as  a regular for them. They told me they had never seen anybody coming over that stile before. The moorland on that side of the wall was strewn with abundant bog-cotton and I took an arty photo using that as foreground with the Howgill's southern flanks in the backdrop.

A steady descent and bit more tarmac had me back to the bridge over the river Rawthey and the minor anti-climax of the half mile up the main road to my car.

That was the best walk I have done for some time.

Worth clicking photos to enlarge.
Sedbergh church. I parked just round the corner.

On the main road to Dent down to the Rawthey river bridge

Sedbergh School cricket pitch - the whole area mowed to microscopic length.

 River Rawthey

Grey wagtail

In Millthrop

Perfect walking on ancient terraced pathways

Looking a long way down Dentdale

A bit dead?

Unusual tractors (to me) for Alan

Above the door - 1635

Quad bike gate. You grab the top bar and pull towards you until the gate is flat on the floor  when presumably the bike goes over and the counterweight on a pulley (bottom left corner) takes it back up again. And its companion gate on the right has a unique spring loaded bolt - see below.

My route ahead. The Dales High Way runs parallel higher up the hillside

A projecting through wall-stone below and to the left made a perfect lunch seat

The Howgills southern flanks beyond the cotton grass

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Thursday, 19 May 2022

Jeffrey's Mount and Borrowdale

 Wednesday 18th May 2022 

Walk 10 "Jefferey's Mount and Borrowdale" from: The Lune Valley and Howgills, Dennis and Jan Kelsall, Cicerone Press.

A large part of my attraction for walking comes from exploring new ground. But today I had no reservations about including part of the M6/A6 Borrowdale.  I discovered this Borrowdale years ago and fondly imagined it as my own secret valley and so it became one of my all-time favourite locations.

Amongst many visits over the years I have walked the southern ridge of this horseshoe but not the northern and I was pleased to find the secret to its access to Jeffrey's Mount from the north.

It is noticeable the change in scenery between the Howgills to the east and the now Lake District hills to the west separated by the M6. The Howgills for me have a kind of lonely sameness overall whereas back in Borrowdale and beyond we are in the true friendly and incomparable Lake District territory..

After parking at Lune Bridge a bit of tarmac leads to the climb up to Jeffrey's Mount which proved to be relatively easy, the sun was shining and I felt fit. However  as I climbed the wind increased.  The undulating ridge from that first summit was perfect walking on a broad grassy track but the wind was ceaseless the whole way and very strong. I was tempted to continue to the end of the ridge where Borrowdale arrives at the A6  Shap road but decided to leave that for another day and I reluctantly descended to  Low Borrowdale Farm As I passed through a gate just before arriving at the farm I was greeted by two friendly horses who were pleased to have a tickle and a scratch. It is good to see two together like that, I often feel sorry when I see them alone in a field especially when the weather is less than perfect. These two had enormous feet which seemed to give them an endearing quality,.

Now walking back down my enchanted Borrowdale the wind had dropped.  the sun was warm, asd all was delight. I walked slowly and kept stopping to look up at the steep  sides of the valley and the blue sky above the line of the ridge. I dallied to prolong this part of the walk.

Just past the farm  a tent had been erected by the Fell Runners Association for a forthcoming or past event. I tall looked a bit messy and out of character for these guys who I much respect and  who usually do everything to a high standard. 

Where the track crosses onto the other side of Borrow Beck  a lone guy was repairing the bridge but he was not very communicative and we didn't get past  comments about the weather. Where the track emerges onto the Lune Bridge/Tebay road  the route went straight across on tarmac to Salterwath Bridge, From here a path heads north through old woods and then pasture following the River Lune which rattles and flows in lively fashion down this Lune gorge where Lune, railway and M6 are crammed side by side. That sounds a bit grim but I have found it a surprisingly attractive locale. Bird life was abundant and seemed undisturbed by the occasional high speed train passing through.

That was a good walk with individually defined sections giving variety and interest all the way. 

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Leaving the tarmac from Lune Bridge and the immediate start of the climb to Jeffrey's Mount

Jeffrey's Mount summit lies behind the hill on the horizon

Getting closer and...

...looking back north up the M6 and...

...Jeffrey's Mount summit and my onward path along the ridge

Perfect walking

Zoom. Looking south down the M6 and the Lune gorge

On my descent to Upper Borrowdale Farm - looking up the rest of Borrowdale to where it eventually crosses the A6

My two friendly horses. Note the big clompy feet.

Upper Borrowdale Farm

Taken because of the quirky VW badge

The farm from the front

The lively Borrow Beck and bridge with its lone repair man

After crossing the Tebay road where Borrowdale emerges it's under the M6 and under the railway and onwards to cross the Lune at  Salterwath bridge
The path north on the eastern side of the Lune immediately after crossing Salterwath bridge


Latest from Katie - A Koala bear watercolour

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Friday, 13 May 2022


6th. May 2022

This iconic Japanese fighter attracted me with its design and colour scheme, an interesting change from the camouflage of the British RAF planes I have modelled so far.

I hope to place a fairly detailed record of this one model of my efforts in a series of posts to show those  interested more idea of what is involved. This will be mainly  pictorial description.

Box art on most kits is exemplary contrasting with the stark reality of grey plastic sprues inside the box.

There are other bits and pieces but the main construction comes from cutting these parts from the sprue, glueing them together and painting. Some parts have already been removed here.

Modules are built as far as one can go before painting. There are about half a dozen parts here forming the cockpit floor. The whole cockpit interior is built up as a free standing unit.

The visible part of the interior fuselage painted on each half and detailed equipment added snd painted.

Pilot's seat. There are six separate pieces here

All the parts to complete the cockpit have been painted using my air brush. Details are then picked out by hand-painting over the base colour. The parts are held down on Blue Tack to stop them being blasted into oblivion by the sir brush.

The completed cockpit module and below with the machine guns added. The bare grey plastic will not be seen inside the fuselage. Also not much of this detail will be visible although I do intend to model with the canopy open so that one will be able to see some of the detail. I made the seat belts from 1mm. masking tape thus voiding the tedious use of photoetch parts included in the kit (photoetch is a subject all on its own and too involved to explain here, for the moment.)

Seeing this enlarged photo I realised the ends of the gun barrels needed trimming - 'tis now done.

To be continued.