It was decision time, the weather at the top of Helvellyn looked very nasty, and the clouds were down and looked very wet and windy! So we decided to split up into 2 groups; the sane and the not so sane! The sane group made their way up to Catstye Cam and then dropped down a rather steep ridge and met up with the path we had taken coming up to the tarn. The not so sane group made their way up Swirral Edge and onto the top of Helvellyn, where they later told us was not very windy and wet at all (somehow I don’t believe them!). The sane group made it down in record time so stopped off in the pub before doing a bit of shopping in Glenridding and then returning to the bunkhouse. The not so sane group made it down about 1 ½ hours after us, looking very wet and slightly battered.
The medium walk headed up Grizedale, past the tarn (with 2 foot waves) to an extremely wet and windy Fairfield. It was a long steep climb, but miraculously nobody was blown off the edge, and after a warming drink of hot blackcurrent (thanks Cathy!) we headed down the beautiful Dovedale, arriving back in Hartsop just as darkness fell. Congratulations to all who braved the harsh conditions and came out alive!
After eventually meeting everyone back at the bunkhouse and getting rain soaked clothes, boots & mobile phones into the drying room, Saturday night was all about the fantastic corn beef hash! – with lots of cries of “dog food”, “world war rationing” and “Table at the travellers rest reserved!” ringing round -the pressure was on..but me (Matt), Ben and the team cooked up a storm and the whole lot was eaten with no complaints (well none to our faces anyways..) A quiet but sociable night followed, with most people choosing to chill out around the bunkhouse after a long day.
Sunday for many was spent around Ambleside, some just shopping, others going on on a short walk led by Chris up over Loughrigg Fell.
There was only a select few who had decided to do a taxing walk on the Sunday, possible because it had rained very heavily the night before and the weather looked very grim! 7 of us set off on a walk lead by our very own mountain goat Brian, up High Street and around the horse shoe, bagging several other peaks at the same time. We soon realised this was going to be a very wet walk as rivers were flowing down the path. So we squelched away, quite happy, chatting about the previous nights excitements! We made it up to Hayeswater tarn where we saw what lay ahead of us, lots of snow!! We made our way quite slowly up the very steep ridge, called The Knott. We reached the snow line at about 600 meters, where we had a quick snow ball fight, all picking on martin as he couldn’t throw! Soon we were trudging through 5 inches or so of snow on the top of the ridge and onto High Street. We made a slight detour to find the trig point as we had gone off course due to a white out! We managed to find the trig point where we stopped for a bite to eat and commented on what a fantastic winter scene laid before us. Off we trotted into a very cold wind and started a slight ascent of the next peak Thornthwaite Crag Beacon. Still trudging through the snow we started a very steep decent down into Threshthwaite Cove. This was very very steep, people were sliding all over the place and many found the best way was to ski down on your feet! We made our way down to be greeted by a spectacular view of the valley, where Martin and Vince decided to doing a bit of bog running! We made our way down crossing many streams and rivers and back to the bunkhouse to change our clothes and set off back to Leeds. This walk was truly amazing it had it all; fantastic views, scrambling, fun in the snow, skiing, river crossings and bog walking. What more could you ask for!!
Sunday finished with the traditional curry in Nazams with the general consensus being that it had been a fun weekend – with well organized walks and good company making up for the November rain