tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post234070647814158133..comments2024-03-28T13:06:29.793+00:00Comments on conradwalks: An important forty minutesSir Hughhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-28710887766182838572021-05-27T08:36:29.438+01:002021-05-27T08:36:29.438+01:00RR - Not a bad idea, but I guess he would have som...RR - Not a bad idea, but I guess he would have some irritating idiosyncrasy: perhaps constantly humming the tune of Seventy Six Trombones, or even worse, whistling it.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-29121588046385454812021-05-25T07:55:29.488+01:002021-05-25T07:55:29.488+01:00What you need is an updated version of a punkah wa...What you need is an updated version of a punkah wallah. Instead of waving a fan to cool your fevered brow he would follow you on your walks - a respectful 10 m behind - furled umbrella discreetly down his trouser leg. On those occasions when the rain interfered with your wishes he would unfurl his umbrella and keep you dry while you sought ways and means to maintain dryness as a permanent state. No need to depend on waterproofs, you would have time to put on a full-scale wet suit. Or solve half a dozen chess problems, the PW having carried the board and the carved ivory chessmen. Or plan a letter to the local newspaper in support of your campaign to discourage farmers from using lengths of hairy rope to secure gates.<br /><br />Pay him by BACS transfer and you wouldn't even have to bear the weight of carrying a cheque book.<br /><br />Your life would be enriched.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-56381801856399471102021-05-21T10:10:12.551+01:002021-05-21T10:10:12.551+01:00I'm sure you will, and I'll enjoy followin...I'm sure you will, and I'll enjoy following your epic adventures. Phreerunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08551842487502221703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-10102765734404669442021-05-21T10:05:01.922+01:002021-05-21T10:05:01.922+01:00Phreerunner - I'll keep trying.Phreerunner - I'll keep trying.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-88157310582125396702021-05-21T09:54:09.211+01:002021-05-21T09:54:09.211+01:00I am heartened to hear that I'm not the only o...I am heartened to hear that I'm not the only one to suffer Buckle Drama, but sympathise with fellow afflictees. In response to your query on my Hoddleston trigs post regarding my conviction, because you asked, here is my lengthy answer.<br /><br />Circa 1959/60 I was a representative for North Central Ltd, a subsidiary finance company of National Westminster Bank. We arranged car finance for the clients of motor dealers and my job was mainly to develop relationships with the motor dealers to encourage them to recommend their customers to us rather than our many competitors (most of the banks in those days had a similar subsidiary finance company.) Another part of my job was to knock on doors to collect arrears of repayments and in some cases repossess the vehicle. On one such occasion I repossessed and under the instructions of my manager returned the car to the original motor dealer who had signed a "repurchase" agreement committing him to taking back the vehicle and paying us out. The dealer's forecourt was crammed and he was not helpful so I left the car marginally up on the kerb outside his premises and sometime later I was informed of my conviction for "obstructing a public footpath" by the police. My manager would have nothing to do with it and I had to pay the fine and suffer myself- something that has rankled with me now for more than 60 years. I have many other anecdotes from that colourful period of my life.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-71149317705454454462021-05-20T17:43:11.661+01:002021-05-20T17:43:11.661+01:00PPPCAE
And we all know that you love to Create An...PPPCAE<br /><br />And we all know that you love to Create An Epic, so this trip can be chalked up as a resounding success!Phreerunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08551842487502221703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-36388159068413590572021-05-20T17:35:40.933+01:002021-05-20T17:35:40.933+01:00I got as far as your adventure on the bridge and d...I got as far as your adventure on the bridge and decided that I needed to read this post to Mick, having no idea at the time that wasn't the last of your adventures. Both Mick and I have experienced the 'buckle between slats' thing, but fortunately in our case only on benches where we were able to get underneath to free it. <br /><br />On the plus side for the rest of your adventure, you had a memorable walk, and proved that your fitness, endurance and recovery are all still good, even after lockdown, so lots of positives if you look at it in a 'glass half full' sort of way. <br /><br />Incidentally, the bit of route between High Kop and Low Kop, and the intended bit of route between Low Kop and *the* bridge featured on my trot between Pooley Bridge and Troutbeck last month - something I hope to be repeating next week (note: I'll avoid putting anything down on that, or any other, slatted bridge!).<br /><br />Gaylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08648378503343413924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-33438527352249749132021-05-20T09:08:09.255+01:002021-05-20T09:08:09.255+01:00gimmer - I have looked at the map again and favour...gimmer - I have looked at the map again and favour the idea of returning from the footbridge via the lake shore - I camped there during my Coast to Coast in April 1990, but heading west. That will still entail road walking at the end but having a bit of new territory to explore will motivate me to have a go.<br /><br />As for another mass, assuming the omission of a capital letter was just a typo, I don't know any priests who may accompany me to carry that out even if I desired it, which is certainly not the case. Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-60231744935876194912021-05-19T21:49:29.689+01:002021-05-19T21:49:29.689+01:00As you and others said, that sounds a good walk: ...As you and others said, that sounds a good walk: <br />driving down the road to the lake head, that side looks forbiddingly rough - almost repellent - but the broad ridges above, running up from the north-east, look very inviting - there must be fine views east over to the Pennines as well as to the Mardale riggs and dales: the day previously, those hills were wreathed in mist and cloud, which, for a time, highlighted the deep bold clefts of the High Street 'massif', which one tends to forget when faced with the familiar profile of the long whaleback of the main ridge. <br />Nice one. <br />Sounds worth another mass.gimmernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-15431500150734307072021-05-19T13:19:12.482+01:002021-05-19T13:19:12.482+01:00BC - Yes. The Lake District is still tops if you g...BC - Yes. The Lake District is still tops if you go for the less frequented edges. It really was excellent walking, even the silly bit.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-80747803267016997622021-05-19T10:41:03.638+01:002021-05-19T10:41:03.638+01:00I'd put that down to a success then.I'd put that down to a success then.bowlandclimberhttp://bowlandclimber.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-52248087048947190242021-05-19T10:11:05.178+01:002021-05-19T10:11:05.178+01:00Alan Sloman - I also had a similar experience on t...Alan Sloman - I also had a similar experience on the Cumbria Coastal Path with a cast iron bench. I spent ages and succeeded in the end but the loss of time caused me to miss the train I wanted to get back home. As for sitting down and "blubbing" I suppose it could come to that but the thing with walking is that there is no alternative but to keep on going until you get there unless you are sufficiently debilitated to have to call the boys out.<br />-------------------------<br /><br />BC - Yes, this would have been a really first class walk without the mishaps. I may even go and do it again. The second half is not as good as the first, especially with the two kilometre road finish. As for the buckle - it was where the bridge planks were resting on solid ground after spanning the water and inaccessible from underneath and in any case the weather conditions were not conducive to faffing any more. Today I plan to devise some way of mending the rucksack. I have a bag full of straps and buckles and something will be concoted. I may even use a rivet device that I have had for ages and never used - yipee!Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-12733343899787787872021-05-19T08:58:37.147+01:002021-05-19T08:58:37.147+01:00That looks a lovely area - pre rain and buckle deb...That looks a lovely area - pre rain and buckle debacle.<br />Were you able to retrieve the buckle piece from under the bench to replace at some later time? <br />I seem to remember it happening to one of my pole tips which involved heavy engineering to extract.bowlandclimberhttp://bowlandclimber.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-38070376846141953092021-05-18T23:12:32.014+01:002021-05-18T23:12:32.014+01:00Well done Sir.
I think I would have sat down and ...Well done Sir.<br /><br />I think I would have sat down and sobbed upon realising my navigational cock up. <br /><br />The rucksack strap and the bridge: I've had exactly the same thing happen to me! It was a few years back now on a little local stroll when I moved back down to Bracknell, but it was infuriating as I'd just spent what seemed like a small fortune on my beautiful little daypack!<br /><br />Chapeau, Sir!Alan Slomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17966543499033330765noreply@blogger.com