tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post4232418919905206310..comments2024-03-28T13:06:29.793+00:00Comments on conradwalks: Trigs 103 - Laneshaw Bridge, Gib, Knarrs Hill, Sheep Hill Sir Hughhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-13359096815633529692021-09-11T08:35:01.281+01:002021-09-11T08:35:01.281+01:00RR - Perhaps I invented the word. It is not in my ...RR - Perhaps I invented the word. It is not in my Mac's dictionary nor can I find it in my weighty Chambers other than the meaning associated with film making, anyway, for me, it is the opposite of "intake."<br /><br />I was aware of the possibility of enlarging on the conversation but without some elaboration it would not have been of general interest and there is also a requirement, as you have often said, to keep the length of blog posts within reason.<br /><br />This particular campaign necessitates forays onto private land every so often and for me that presents an interesting challenge with two possibilities - firstly, trespass, trying to keep a low profile and being prepared to be humble if challenged. If being humble achieves one's objective then so be it. Secondly one can go and ask permission which may then lead to an interesting encounter (making things happen.)<br /><br />Although I have a greater recall for the works of Thurber than much of the literature I have read I don't remember your reference to his aunt, unless she was the one who "came from haunts of coot and tern?"Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-55871522480926350002021-09-11T07:30:05.403+01:002021-09-11T07:30:05.403+01:00Outtake! Gosh! A word I've neither uttered nor...Outtake! Gosh! A word I've neither uttered nor written in a lengthy life. I'm not interested in what it means, only in what field of human endeavour it belongs to. I bet, nevertheless, you'll be tempted to tell me what it means. So many things I say - deliberately - that are ignored.<br /><br />Knocking on Mavis's door - in an imaginary scenario where your and my roles in life had been reversed - would have required great courage on my part. I over-intellectualise, you see. Time passes and friendships fall into decay. I'd never be confident that I'd be welcome. In a fictional passage Mavis would look out through the window, see me walking towards the house, pause, then walk on. And she'd possibly reflect on the conversation that might have ensued. Instead we read "unexpected and enjoyable reunion" which hints at nothing in particular. If the reunion was unexpected was nothing unexpected said?<br /><br />Talking about acts of courage, I'm full of admiration for your experience with the electric fence in the previous post. Especially the revelation that you go round the countryside checking whether such fences are "on". I'm well aware that these devices are intended to warn cattle not to electrocute them, but even so. Farmers aren't exactly in the first rank when it comes to maintenance of their bailiwick and who knows what risks walkers may be taking. Remind yourself of Thurber's aunt. Not least, "straddling" seems to imply vulnerability for the crown jewels.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-7896239568422433762021-09-10T19:17:36.656+01:002021-09-10T19:17:36.656+01:00BC - Sorry to read of your continuing affliction. ...BC - Sorry to read of your continuing affliction. I duppose rest is the only treatment.<br />-----------------------------<br />Ruth - I plotted all the trigs as you see on the map and also listed them on a spreadsheet including OS Grid ref., height in metres and a record of my visits. I have now found a discrepancy n the numbers between the two sources and am pondering on how to find the error or errors without too much tedious cross referencing. I suppose all will come to light eventually.<br />-----------------------------<br />Phreerunner - Like the prompt for comments it is low profile and easy to miss but I hope it s not permanent - we will see.Sir Hughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17908756392825206914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-76904700788418326002021-09-10T15:51:54.498+01:002021-09-10T15:51:54.498+01:00Hmm, I haven't come across that silly 'rea...Hmm, I haven't come across that silly 'read more' feature yet.<br />Well done, you are tucking into this project in an impressive way!Phreerunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08551842487502221703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-59151528314221926622021-09-10T07:14:56.641+01:002021-09-10T07:14:56.641+01:00You’re making such good progress - looking at that...You’re making such good progress - looking at that trig map you haven’t many left to do! I agree about traffic. Driving almost anywhere is tortuous.Ruth Lhttp://www.coastalwalker.co.uknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365582190126322848.post-11041001998712122942021-09-09T19:16:54.897+01:002021-09-09T19:16:54.897+01:00I expected a post from you after the good weather ...I expected a post from you after the good weather this week and you have just obliged.<br />Obviously, I am not familiar with your routes, few will be, but you are making progress with ticking off the obscure ones.<br />That 'tractor' lane is probably worse than my most littered lane near Osbaldeston earlier this year.<br />You did well to remember the name of that farm of your former Bradford friend and top marks for visiting his widow, I'm sure she would have appreciated it. <br />I'm reduced to cycling and sitting with ice packs on my heel, so I'm jealous of any, no matter how mediocre, visit to trig points. Keep it up.bowlandclimberhttp://bowlandclimber.comnoreply@blogger.com