Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018

Sue and Martin above Zermatt - 2018
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Tuesday, 29 October 2019

26/27 October 2019 - Ramsoc goes to Dufton (again)

 
We were here this time last year (see ), when we had a fine walk up to High Cup Nick.
 
This time we journeyed through pouring rain on Friday evening and braved the elements again on Saturday morning. Any absentees were blamed on a game of rugby. By the time the 17 of us paused by the gate shown below, we were astonished to discover that England had thrashed the All Blacks in the World Cup semi-final.
 
 
Continuing up to Threlkeld Side, we passed a lime kiln. Or was it an iron smelter?
 
 
It was a drizzly view down to Dufton Pike.
 
 
A long, low dark tunnel provided respite from the rain. Shame about the blind corner and the ankle deep water!
 
 
Then the rain turned to snow.
 
 
Knock Fell was found to have several summits, all expertly located by the hillbaggers in the party.
 
 
 
The high point of the day was the summit of Great Dun Fell, 848 metres. We lunched in the cool shelter of the radar station.
 
 
A tarmac road led down for all of 4 km, during which time we emerged from several hours of being in cloud.
 
 
The sun shone on David. It always does.
 
 
Eventually, a signed path led us away from the tarmac, down towards Knock Pike, seen here in the middle distance, beyond some rough going. Some of the party climbed Knock Pike.
 
 
Dufton Pike was to our left. We went up that last year; today we just went around it in a very wide arc.
 
 
Back at Dufton at about 4.30, we enjoyed tea and chocolates and prepared for an evening at the Stag Inn.
 
 
The walk was about 22 km with 800 metres ascent, and took us six and a half hours. An excellent day out. Hardly anyone else was seen on the fells.
 
 
On Sunday, some went to Nine Standards Rigg, Mike W abandoned his boots in the hostel, and nine of us drove a short way to the village of Hilton, from where we enjoyed a 15 km circuit, starting in the village near what used to be the village's water supply. Can you spot the tap in the picture below?
 
 
After a false start where we missed the path, we headed easily along an alternative good track, past some very active sheep pens. (As always, if you click on an image you get a better picture, and a slideshow of all pictures in the posting, but sadly no captions.)
 
 
The good track continued all the way to a broad col between Long Fell and Roman Fell. On the way we passed a chap who had retired to a nearby village. He was surprised to find anyone on these hills, which are usually closed to visitors due to being used by the armed forces.
 
 
 
Some rough ground took us to the 594 metre summit of Roman Fell, an excellent viewpoint, where a late elevenses in the shelter of a small enclosure was most welcome. 
 
 
 
A yomp back down to the col, and up easily to the summit of Long Fell, found us at our second summit - about 620 metres - beyond various munitions, including an unexploded bomb in the middle of the path.
 

Nobody trod on it, so we all safely got to the summit, photographed here from the OS spot height that I went to. Others (hillbaggers) knew better and went to the nearby spot that was apparently 1.5 cm higher...
 
 
We all marched off to another 620 ish metre summit - that of Tinside Rigg - for more good views and a consensus that 'this small pile of stones really is the highest point in the area'. 
 
 
 
We descended via Swindale, on a well marked footpath all the way to the junction with Scordale, stopping for lunch in a sheltered spot at Christy Bank.
 
 
The path down Swindale sported some curious signs. Luckily, we weren't carrying shovels!
 
 
Some very tasty looking mushrooms were passed, but we didn't have good enough containers for them. (And Mike and Sarah were cooking our dinner anyway!)
 
 
Here's a last look up Swindale, before we turned into Scordale for a stroll back to Hilton. This time we were confident that we carried neither shovels nor cars.
 
 
The walk was about 15 km, with 500 metres ascent, taking rather less than 5 hours.
 
 
So, another Ramsoc weekend has been and gone. Thanks again to Sue for organising it, to Robin and others for sorting out the walks, to Dot and Tom for the chocolates, and to everyone for attending.
 
If you care to browse through earlier reports, from 2008, they are .

Monday, 29 October 2018

27/28 October 2018 – Ramsoc goes to Dufton

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Another year has passed. Sue’s YHA weekend for her Nottingham University contemporaries and various other friends has come round again. Last year we were in Helmsley. My reports on various RAMSOC trips can be found here.

This time we split into two main groups, so only a few of the participants are actually pictured here. Those shown above – Christine (Jenny’s friend), Neal, Jenny, Dave, Sal, Sue, Russell and Alison - came on a Saturday walk that I’d planned.

It was a lovely day, if a little cool, for this walk up to High Cup Nick. We were delayed for a while by an overgrown path in the village, then by a wait for sheep that were being shepherded down to their winter quarters. Several 4x4 buggies were in use on difficult terrain, some transporting injured sheep.

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We took a contouring path from the Nick. Sue found a frozen puddle. It was cold.

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We nipped up Murton Pike. It was windy.

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But lovely and calm and warm on the lee side of the fell.

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The descent to Murton was steep. From there on, the undulations were gentle, as was the scenery.

The path to Flakebridge was … overgrown.

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Beyond Flakebridge, good paths led through lovely autumn colours to pick up Frith Lane and proceed to Brampton.

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Easy paths led past a couple of friendly donkeys and some trees full of Fieldfares, back to Dufton.

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Here’s our route – a pretty leisurely 22 km with 800 metres ascent, taking 7.5 hours, including many pauses.

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The Stag Inn provided an excellent meal later, after those of us who had headed for the teapot before showering had learnt the error of their ways.

On Sunday morning we had all warmed up from our cold showers. Some went elsewhere, but nine of us headed up Dufton Pike. Spot the cyclist, Anne, who didn’t come with us. She and Ulrich found us later at a café in Appleby.

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It was another lovely day.

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From the top of Dufton Pike, there’s a good view up Threlkeld Side. Robin headed up there after the summit photo, whilst the rest of us headed down the north western flank to Rundale after having been entertained by several teams of acrobatic crows.

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After watching a couple of red deer on the hillside opposite, we returned uneventfully back to Dufton, by the route shown below – 7.5 km with 350 metres ascent, taking 2.5 hours.

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A characterful café at Appleby provided scones and coffee. “You’ll have to wait for 17 minutes” explained the proprietor, as he disappeared into a cupboard looking for flour.

Then Cary, Sue and I went for a walk beside the River Eden.

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We passed a prize specimen.

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After passing the sewage works, the path got thinner.

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Soon we realised why. Some of the stepping stones were missing.

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It wouldn’t take much to sort the stones out, but it wouldn’t have been sensible to attempt to cross with them in their present state, so we turned back, our planned route having been foiled.

This was just an easy 5 km stroll, after which we went home.

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It was a lovely weekend in excellent weather. Several people expressed a desire to return here in 2019.

I’ve tried to make a Flickr album (56 images) here.

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