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Have Yak-Trax - Will Travel...
Dec. 21st, 2011 03:21 pmWell, that's it. I'm back from the Lakes.
The weather wasn't marvellous. On the day we travelled down, it was glorious. Here's Blencathra, resplendant in her snowy jacket, as seen through the car windscreen (which was a bit dirty - sorry!- and don't worry, I wasn't driving!):-
The following day, it rained and rained and rained. So we went shopping in Ambleside instead.
But the day after that, we got out, and we managed a five mile walk which took in not one, but two, modest fells. And while the conditions weren't spectacular, for a midwinter walk they were more than adequate. So I must thank the Ancestors for that - they were most generous (it started to rain not more than an hour after our return).
Today, is of course, midwinter, which made being within a hairs-breadth of the Langdale Pikes all the more special. It's a day which was revered (and perhaps feared...) in the Neolithic and Early Bronze Age: I blogged about it last year in a special post devoted to Stonehenge...
As we left the hotel this morning, this was the view across to Blea Rigg and the Langdales. It was misty, murky and very atmospheric:-
Were the spirits of the Neolithic Ancestors wandering abroad today? Perhaps...
I'm just glad they suffered us to visit their lands in peace. We did raise a glass in their honour last night by way of a 'thank you', and we shall do the same tonight, I'm sure. We didn't even need to don the Yak-Trax, though we made sure we popped them into the day-sack for the walk, just in case...
And tomorrow, I'll introduce you to Gibson Knott, which was the object of our walk, and the noble Helm Crag, which was an added extra which we just so happened to tack on to our itinerary.
The weather wasn't marvellous. On the day we travelled down, it was glorious. Here's Blencathra, resplendant in her snowy jacket, as seen through the car windscreen (which was a bit dirty - sorry!- and don't worry, I wasn't driving!):-
The following day, it rained and rained and rained. So we went shopping in Ambleside instead.
But the day after that, we got out, and we managed a five mile walk which took in not one, but two, modest fells. And while the conditions weren't spectacular, for a midwinter walk they were more than adequate. So I must thank the Ancestors for that - they were most generous (it started to rain not more than an hour after our return).
Today, is of course, midwinter, which made being within a hairs-breadth of the Langdale Pikes all the more special. It's a day which was revered (and perhaps feared...) in the Neolithic and Early Bronze Age: I blogged about it last year in a special post devoted to Stonehenge...
As we left the hotel this morning, this was the view across to Blea Rigg and the Langdales. It was misty, murky and very atmospheric:-
Were the spirits of the Neolithic Ancestors wandering abroad today? Perhaps...
I'm just glad they suffered us to visit their lands in peace. We did raise a glass in their honour last night by way of a 'thank you', and we shall do the same tonight, I'm sure. We didn't even need to don the Yak-Trax, though we made sure we popped them into the day-sack for the walk, just in case...
And tomorrow, I'll introduce you to Gibson Knott, which was the object of our walk, and the noble Helm Crag, which was an added extra which we just so happened to tack on to our itinerary.
