I’ve been so busy with my other site www.passandpeak.com I have rather neglected my blog, hopefully from now on you should see a bit more action here.
Anyway I had an interesting time with HF holidays in Coniston attending a 3 day assessment for their walk leaders, which included a full day in the hills. Good opportunity to brush up the ML skills and meet the people from HF to see how they worked.
As usual for the Lake District the weather produced heavy showers day in day out which tested my new waterproofs and help fill up the reservoirs.
After the assessment finished on Friday I decided to stay on for a few days to do my own thing and practice wild camping before my departure to Russia to help lead our program of trekking tours. Saturdays plan was to walk up to Coniston Old Man before pitching the tent above Leavers Water Reservoir. Along the way I bumped into Minar and Liz studying the route on their map. As our routes mostly coincided we continued on together up the track as far as Goats Water. With the wind increasing and giving us quit a buffeting we again study the map, after I pointed out that their intended route would have them climbing up the crags east of Goats water and out onto a very windy Dow crag the girls revised their route and we all continued North and west to the ridge North of the Old Man. With no views to be had in the cloud and wind blown rain, there was no point in going to the summit. Discretion being the better part of valour we continued along the ridge to Leavers Hawse and down to Leavers Water and the YA hostel at the foot of the copper mines valley. The girls were already booked in and after a coffee, a beer and looking at the rain outside, my appetite for a night out in the tent waned so I booked in and sleeped like a log for the rest of the night.
Although in the morning the wind had dropped the rain had not abated, which rather put a dampener on things. Still we had decided the previous night to summit the Old man today and although it rained all the way to the top and the cloud obscured the view we still enjoyed the walk up. On the way up we hadn’t met a sole, put off by the weather I supposed. But I supposed wrong everyone else was just late starting and we past them coming up as we were heading down from the summit. Hardy bunch these pensioners these days I thought, pity they can’t read the weather forecast, they might have missed the worst of the rain if they had set off earlier.
Once back at the YHA we changed into some fresh clothes for the drive home and went our separate ways. Hope I’ve given Minar and Liz some navigation tips and hope to see them out on the hill again.