Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018

Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018
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Showing posts with label Marilyn Bagging. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Saturday 5 October 2019 - Aviemore parkrun and Cruben Beag


 

 

 

 
Mick and Gayle joined us for the picturesque Aviemore parkrun, on a well surfaced there and back course along the Speyside way in the shadow of the Cairngorm mountains. Only 88 people took part, but they managed to fill the café afterwards.

Full results - we were all happy - .

After returning to Newtonmore we changed into hiking gear and drove a short way to the foot of 590 metre Cruban Beag. A small hill with fine views. A pathless ascent beside a deer fence brought us in little more than an hour to the summit pillar where a 'selfie' was taken. Gayle's more comprehensive report is .

After lunching on the way back to the car, we returned past The Centre of Scotland, and a memorial cairn for the MacPherson clan, provided by its American descendants. 

Tuesday, 1 October 2019

Tuesday 1 October 2019 - Arthur's Seat


 

 

 

 
Today, after a five hour drive through rain to reach Edinburgh at 3 pm, Sue and I joined throngs of tourists and locals to climb this sweet little hill. The first two pictures are self explanatory; the third is a view from the 251 metre summit, with Ben Lawers visible on the horizon on the wonderfully clear day.

We had walked up from our base for a few days, the Salisbury Hotel, to which we returned via Holyrood and the 'Royal Mile', where the bottom picture was taken, and where we snatched an 'early bird' Thai meal at the Shamoli restaurant (chicken and rice - possibly their equivalent of 'bangers and mash') before returning to watch a bit of the World Championship athletics from a sparsely attended stadium in Doha.

More photos .

Friday, 28 June 2019

Friday 21 June 2019 - The Old Man of Coniston Circuit - Some Photos

 
My posting relating to our walk up The Old Man of Coniston, , was restricted to the four images allowed to me by mobile blogging. Insert more pictures than that and the posting simply disappears. I've learnt the hard way!
 
So here are a few more images to illustrate that excellent walk. To view them as a slideshow, just click on any image and scroll through the pictures.
 
We drove up to the Swan at Newby, for posh coffee on a lovely morning.

 
The car park at the end of the Walna Scar Road tarmac is where the walk started.

 
The dominant plant in the verges of the track that's the continuation of the Walna Scar Road is, at this time of year, the foxglove.

 
An air force plane flew up the Coniston valley, some way below us.

 
Here's Sue heading on up the road, with our first summits in view.

 
There's a bridge to cross. The stream was hardly in spate, but it did provide a nice foreground to the view across Coniston to Grizedale and beyond.


 
Here's a panoramic view of the route ahead, with Brown Pike on the left and The OMC on the right. 

 
Our elevenses rock provided more good views in the direction of Coniston Water and beyond.

 
Brown Pike was our first summit (682 metres).

 
From Brown Pike there's a good view back to the high point of the Walna Scar Road, with the Duddon Valley beyond.

 
Now on Buck Pike, 744 metres, here's a panorama towards the Scafell summits, with Dow Crag on the far right.

 
The path to Dow Crag reveals fine views to Goat's Water and The OMC.

 
Dow Crag has a rocky summit - 778 metres.

 
We took the path you can see on the far right, and headed up The OMC, on a rising path with this fine view back to Dow Crag.

 
Once on the 803 metre summit of The Old Man of Coniston, (see the picture of Sue at the head of this posting) we were spoilt for choice with the views down to Low Water and Coniston village.

 
We enjoyed lunch with this magnificent panorama.

 
The descent was on the busy 'tourist' path, with remnants of the mountain's mining heritage close at hand by way of hawsers and tunnels and other artefacts.

 
The circuit finished with a very pleasant stroll on an easy path back to the car park.

 
We visited Jim and Cathy. We are envious of this view from their garden.


Jim and Cathy were in their second or third year at UMIST when I started a degree course there in 1967.

 
Here's the route Sue and I took - a shade under 11 km, with about 750 metres ascent, taking nearly 4 hours.


A fine day out. I hope you enjoy these pictures taken on a near perfect day.

Friday, 21 June 2019

Friday 21 June 2019 - A Visit to The Old Man of Coniston

 
 
 
 
This week's 'Friday Walk' ventured a bit further afield than usual, in deference to midsummer.

Sadly, despite threats from various likely suspects, only Sue and I made it to the 10.30 starting point at the end of Walna Scar Road, above Coniston. They missed a treat!

We took the easy way up the hill, staying on the foxglove bounded 'road' all the way to the col between White Maiden and Brown Pike. It was a lovely sunny day, with a cool breeze higher up. Just a handful of walkers about, and a couple of polite mountain bikers enjoying the descent before the path got too crowded.

Our elevenses break was taken on a sheltered rock with a fine view down to Coniston Water and Grizedale Forest. Bleeps from a WhatsApp group stuck in traffic on the M6 brought home how lucky we were to be here after a clear run from Manchester punctuated only by cappuccinos at the Swan in Newby Bridge.

After admiring the good views into the Duddon valley and beyond from the col, we trundled up to the top of Brown Pike (top picture, 682 metres) for even better views. Despite the clear views that we were enjoying, we noticed that the higher Scafell summits were cloaked in mist for a while.

The easy stroll along the broad ridge and up to Buck Pike (744 metres) rewarded us with great views from beyond the summit down to Goat's Water and across to 'The Old Man' (second picture).

It's an easy walk along the ridge before a short scramble to the 778 metre top of Dow Crag, where I'm pictured in today's third image. It must be easy!

This section of the walk was cool, with a brisk westerly wind battering us. Sue nearly trod on a man hiding in a crevice with some binoculars. "Out of the wind, here" he teased.

Suitably gloved and hatted, we hastened down to Goat's Hawse, after which the wind dropped and we ambled up to our final summit of the day, The Old Man of Coniston - at 803 metres the highest point of our day. The bottom picture was taken here.

There were other people around, but it was hardly crowded. Lunch was taken and I caught up with the cricket (England v Sri Lanka - England later lost this game).

The route up from Low Water was pretty busy with people slogging and dogs skipping up the steep path. Various mining paraphernalia was passed as we continued to descend, with good views throughout, to the easy track leading back to the car park. 

We were back by 2.30, after nearly 11 km and 750 metres ascent, which had taken us less than four hours.

Then we drove down to Blawith, a ten minute drive away, next to the lake, to spend a couple of hours with Jim and Cathy, old university contemporaries of mine, who we hadn't seen for far too long. It was great to see them, and thanks for the tea and biscuits and the incomparable Paddy End.

We were home by 6.30 after another clear run, and are now getting ready for another mini trip, hence this brief entry. Lots of photos were taken today - I'll post a few more next week if I get round to it.


Have a great mid-summer. 

Wednesday, 24 April 2019

20 to 22 April 2019 – A Trip to Scotland


This posting is by way of a pictorial overview of last weekend’s ‘Parcel Delivery Trip’ in preparation for the TGO Challenge in May, as mobile postings only work with a maximum of five images.

If you click on any one of the pictures, you can scroll through good resolution versions without being subjected to my commentary.

Starting with a parkrun in Penrith on Saturday morning got the trip going efficiently on a quiet motorway. Some 378 runners and walkers took part in the regular 5 km event. I had a good run () then met with Mike P for half an hour or so, taking delivery of a package destined for a B&B in Blair Atholl.


Polly’s boot was full, but she wasn’t heavily laden as:

1. Our fairly southerly Challenge route doesn’t fit with the routes of other local Challengers, and
2. Certain individuals had failed to get their acts together.


After dropping off my first parcel at some dubious looking accommodation in Bridge of Orchy, I headed up through Glencoe and on to a fine welcome from Ali and Adrian in Newtonmore, the destination for several more packages.

En route, and as usual, I paused in front of Buachaille Etive Mor. The poor air quality and lack of a good zoom lens led to this very average depiction of the mountain that greets those entering Glencoe.


A bit closer, the hills above Glencoe Mountain Resort still hold enough snow for a few metres of skiing…?


Saturday's mobile posting is .

Overnight rain didn’t clear the air, so on Sunday morning, after dropping the Blair Atholl parcel off, my cross country route to Bridge of Gaur offered only hazy views towards Schiehallion.


After a pleasant interlude with Eddie and Heather, whose fine accommodation on the Challenge will make up for any Bridge of Orchy deficiencies, the drive beside Loch Rannock was a pleasure. Here’s Schiehallion from another angle.


It’s a pleasant view up Loch Rannoch from Kinloch Rannoch, where the next two pictures were taken in opposite directions from the same spot. The bird life and red squirrel life beside Loch Rannoch was nothing short of ‘rampant’, and that adjective could also be applied to the loch side campers.



More country lanes saw me through Strathtay, with a package dropped off at what looks like a nice B&B (Dundarave), then on to the Clova Hotel, recipients of my final package. Clova Hotel, at the head of a long valley, is the antithesis of a run down hotel. Today it was smart and vibrant, welcoming all comers. It’s pictured in the distance below. I hope we get this sort of weather on the Challenge!


Polly’s load, apart from a bag of boots and the survival kit that goes everywhere, was now dissipated.


I’d booked into a Travelodge in Dundee by 4 pm, allowing plenty of time for a walk into the town centre. Desperate Dan was marching along in roughly the same place as last time I was here.


The Caird Hall and town square were looking splendid on the warm afternoon sunshine.


Unfortunately I didn’t have time to go into the new V&A museum. That’s a pleasure for the future, but the new museum building, next to the dock in which the magnificent vessel ‘Discovery’ lies, is a truly magnificent structure.



Dundee is a city on the ‘Up’, and visitors arriving by rail can’t help but admire the new station.


Strolling back up a hill to my lodgings, I passed a small park bordered by and containing a series of brightly coloured mosaic squares.


Sunday's mobile posting is .

An earlyish start on Monday got me to a small lay-by at the head of Glen Ogle by about 8.30. The sun was shining on another hazy day. About 50 metres from the start of my walk I crossed a bridge over the disused railway line that now houses a fine cycleway.



My path was supposedly alongside a wood. The remains of it can be seen on the last but one picture. The wood has been felled, and not yet replanted.

Beyond the vague path beside the debris from the wood was a tussocky wilderness, with no particular objective visible. Hard going for a while. Despite it being Easter Monday, there wasn’t another soul on this hill.


As I rose steadily, the view across Lochan Lairig Cheile to Killin and the Tarmachan ridge slowly improved.


Eventually the northern ridge of Creag Mac Ranaich provided easier ground for the final stroll to the twin summits of that mountain. Those summits can both be seen in the picture below.


Not knowing which summit was the higher, I strolled over to the far top, which I now discover is one metre lower than the first, 809 metre, summit that can be seen across an unseen void in the next picture.


Looking the other way, there was a good view of Meall an t-Seallaidh, which we climbed last September on .


Back at the main summit, another view towards Killin, this time with snow streaked Meall Ghaordaidh on the left of the picture (click on it for a better image).


I then wandered down to a minor protuberance, at 772 metres, shown on the right of the next picture.


From here, a good view down Glen Kendrum to Ben Vorlich and Stuc a’Chroin – Cary’s final Munros, and (below that) back up to the summits visited on today’s walk.



A straightforward walk down, with care needed over some rough and steep sections, brought me to this view of the felled forest and the lay-by in the distance where Polly was patiently waiting before continuing on this round trip of over 900 miles.


Here’s my route – 8 km with 500 metres ascent, taking three hours, with the second picture showing it in a wider context.



I got to Bacup by soon after 5 pm. Jessica kindly shared her Easter egg with everyone, after Kate had supplied some tasty spaghetti bolognaise.



An enjoyable trip, despite quite a lot of driving. Monday's mobile posting is .

PS I hope someone appreciates this (though of course it's mainly for my own record), as 'Blogger' has been particularly obtuse this morning in its unwillingness to accept anything drafted in Open Live Writer. And it used to be so easy... Any experts in switching to Wordpress out there? I'll pay good money!
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