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This summit was activated by myself, accompanied by Jimmy on Thursday 19th August 2004.
Waking up at 7am in the Youth Hostel, I used the hour before breakfast to retrieve our
rags and boots (and
C108) from the drying room, load the car,
refold the map in the mapcase and hunt down the flask. The weather forecast was for much
the same as the previous day, but with the thunderstorms likely to be more prevalent in
the Eastern fells. Hence I cancelled my intended attack on St Sunday Crag G/LD-010 and
Fairfield G/LD-007, replacing them with a wander up the Old Man of Coniston G/LD-013. With
a breakfast of porridge and full English inside us, and a flask full of hot Lobster Bisque
soup, we drove down to Coniston and out up Walna Scar Road. We parked in the area just
beyond the gate at SD 288 971, and walked NNW up the good path to Crowberry Haws. We then
turned left to plod up through the old quarries (why don't disused quarry areas on OS maps
indicate any contours?). Much of this section was less a path, more of a river, with
quite powerful cascades of water spewing down. It had been raining hard through much of
the night. Where the path turns left and clearly goes through what used to be the mine
tramway, it was less a path, more a training venue for our Olympic canoeists. Jimmy
skilfully picked out route through it which kept one's feet largely dry, before we were
able to ascend on slightly drier terrain (although on descent, this carried much water
too) up to the lovely 'Low Water' tarn. Although 80% of the hoizontal distance had now been covered, only 50% of the vertical
requirement had been made, so I told Jimmy to expect to take another hour before the
summit. He ignored me, and set the pace to the top, reaching it just over half an hour
later. On the summit, the wind was very strong, and the rain fine, but hard. Thankfully,
there was no sign of a repeat of the previous day's thundery stuff. We found good shelter
out of both wind and rain on the south of the cairn after the obligatory trig point photo
shoot, and prioritised hot soup, food and drink before thinking about radio. With the
weather less than perfect, and a tired descent to follow, I again set out to qualify the
summit for myself, rather than give lots of points away to chasers. This time though, I
started with the Yaesu FT-817, even though the handy was now
back to full fitness. The logbook covered 11 minutes of operating time covering 5
contacts, following which no-one else came back to my 2.5 watts through the rubber duck. I
packed away, but Jimmy and myself took a little more time to eat, drink, rest, chat and
contemplate. Rob G4RQJ kindly monitored the proceedings to compile a back-up log should
the rain get the better of mine. It didn't, but thanks for the insurance policy Rob! What did concern me, was another family heading on upwards as we were descending, about
2.30pm. They were poorly equipped - very young girls in blue plastic sandals wading
through the water, no boots, no fleecy hats, and neither mum nor dad carrying a rucksack,
indicating no extra layers, food or drink. I was hoping they too would ask me how far to
the summit, but they didn't and continued. Then the heavens really opened, and we got a
good soaking. The woman I was talking to in the car park told me that this other family
had continued ascending past them as they turned back at the tarn. I only hope thay had
the good sense to get down off the hills sooner rather than later, but sadly it seemed
that good sense was not part of their make-up. Another thing I saw a lot of over the two
days was men out walking in denim jeans (something I would have done myself before Alan
M1EYO explained to me the error of my ways). These experiences made me realise that I have
to be, and am, very appreciative of the high level of instruction and advice about
hillwalking I have received through being part of the SOTA
programme. It seems to me there are plenty of 'walkers' out there, who are making basic
mistakes with clothing, equipment and food. I feel that I have been privileged to learn
from the 'masters' - as do Jimmy and Liam, who are clearly much more aware of the correct
techniques than other kids their age when out walking.
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