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The Way Up To Sharp Edge

Other Peoples’ Foolishness

On Saturday I swam in Scales Tarn, overlooked by Blencathra, while a crocodile of people plodded on up the tricky way. The tarn was a beautiful azure blue, though in truth you had to be underwater to admire its colour, since the surface reflected the leaden sky. It was cold and wet, but outside of the tarn it was also wet, and quite slippery, and as the people filed past me on their way up Sharp Edge we eyed each other, both safe in the knowledge that the other party was the more foolish.

The Way Up To Sharp Edge

The Way Up To Sharp Edge

The Dinosaur of Hall's Fell

Up the Dinosaur’s Back to Blencathra.

Yesterday Fiona and I went up the Dinosaur’s Back, known to Ordinance Survey as Hall’s Fell ridge. There are in fact a number of dinosaur backs up to Blencathra. Though not the pointiest, I think this is the longest stretch of proper dinosaur and a fine and entertaining climb. Unless they ever wake up….

The Dinosaur of Hall's Fell

The Dinosaur of Hall’s Fell

 

Guarding the Aubergines against the carelessness of one's human

The Vigilant Cat

Do not think that this greenhouse vigil is because it is warm and sunny in here, nor even because of the nice blanket one finds discarded by a careless owner. It is because of the frail and vulnerable Aubergine seedlings that one has discovered yet again stand out here without protection. Two nights ago one’s human forgot them entirely and left them out all night and they almost died, so one has to ask, if one’s human forgets the Aubergines, what else might be forgotten?

Guarding the Aubergines against the carelessness of one's human

Guarding the Aubergines against the carelessness of one’s human

Up the Dinosaur’s Back, 29th October

image Up the ‘Dinosaur’s Back’ to the top of Blencathra, with nieces/nephews, siblings/in-laws, and Mum who with hindsight may not have fully appreciated what she was getting into! Of such misjudgement are the best stories made. All back safe and sound. Not everyone is in the picture – this is as much as l could scribble in the moment, then a few outlines strengthened and shading added back at the cottage. image The other pic is Georgia, sketched from across a wide table when she was moving around all the time, which accounts for it not looking very much like her. For a 6 year old she can’t half scramble up mountains though!