I’ve taken to going for quite a long walk on a Saturday afternoon – a good 3 hours or so as a minimum, provided the rain stays away. To be honest, it’s just been that the weather has been brighter than the rest of the week, but the winds have been unpleasantly high for actually riding the bike – so it’s been nice to just get out on foot, walk around in the fresh air and get some sunlight on my face – I swear it’s as good as a dose of Prozac as far as mood improvement.
Today’s was another 9 miles or so (strange that I ride the bike in km’s but tend to walk locally in Miles, isn’t it…) Blowing a complete hoolie all the way round, and far colder than the Garmin Recorded (probably because it was stuffed deep in my jacket pocket out of the wind!)
Even better weather, even a little blue sky and sunshine tempted us to give Blencathra a go. Unfortunately, one of our party had “twanged something” in his leg and wasn’t sure he’d be able to complete the walk – so, we set off on the basis of splitting into 2 groups of two if he had a problem, with me returning with him, and Chris, the more experienced of the other two keeping an eye on things while they continued and finished the walk.
Amazingly, his leg held up fine all the way to the first subsidiary peak on Blencathra, but as we hit the snowline, and began to descent he instantly realised that the downhills on snow were causing real pain. So, with around 1km to go, I turned back, helping Kel back down the hill – fortunately, when set up with a pair of walking poles properly adjusted, and allowed to go at a nice steady pace, he managed to get back down to the car under his own steam. Just before we reached the final flat bit we were joined by the other two, who after asking if everything was ok, proceeded to complain that the cloud had sacked in when they began to climb and had rendered any views from the top completely invisible. Then to add insult to injury, 10 minutes down from the summit, they looked back and it was as clear as a bell. Sodding Typical!
Anyhoo – there’s the Strava from this walk as well – though the figures are a little “strange” – especially the “moving time” against the “Actual” – reflecting the fact that I was pretty much walking down 10 yards to show the best route, then standing waiting for my mate to pick his way through…
Despite the frankly awful weather we had yesterday driving up to the lakes, today was actually half decent. Not “on the tops” decent. Not even “stayed dry all day” decent, but definitely “good enough to get out walking” good enough.
Chris had the great idea of jumping into the car and driving down to Rosthwaite, then doing a nice walk up one side of Langstrath and down the other. It came out at around 12km, and being the sad data obsessive I am, I wore the HRM and took the Garmin along to get some idea of how much beer it’d helped offset. So, I do have the Strava for it…