"Diary of a Madman" - part 4
Wednesday 2nd June 2010, and what an unbelievable day it would turn out to
be. Things began well with a delicious cooked breakfast at the B&B. I chanced at
presenting the landlady with three tins of soup and a flask, and she accepted
the challenge. Not before snapping at me that "You won't get three tins in
that". Now, call me bigheaded if you like, but I do happen to be rather
knowledgeable about how much Baxters soup fits into a one-litre flask, thank you
While I was waiting for Jimmy to finish getting ready, I chatted to the
landlady who was having a fag in her front garden. She glanced at my car and
started to give me a lecture about me parking it illegally. I protested my
innocence, referring to the times given on the yellow signs, adding that we
would be away by 9am. "Doesn't matter, you have to be 6 feet from the junction,
my daughter's a police officer, just emigrated to Australia, and she would tell
you that you can't park like that, though she couldn't book you, they've
decriminalised now you see, a traffic warden could still do you for it though".
My car must have been 12 feet minimum from the junction in any case.
Fortunately Jimmy then appeared, which meant I could make my excuses and get
away. The route was becoming familiar - up through Ambleside and turn right for
Langdales. This time we drove to the top of Wrynose Pass, where there was plenty
of space to pull in at the side of the road. The morning was hot and sunny, and
applying sunblock was the first task.
Jimmy and I commenced along a well-maintained path, pleasant walking quickly
rewarded by reaching the appealing looking Red Tarm, resting beneath Cold Pike.
However, we were now looking for our right turn, to head more steeply and
rockily to the summit of Pike o'Blisco G/LD-024. At the top were two large
cairns, with the as ever well researched Jimmy informing me which one was
considered to be the true summit.