She went off to Ambleside to get a massage and do some shopping. After racing up the Old Man I cruised along up to Swirl How and round to the Little Carrs and Hell Gill Pike (I imagine this sounds like utter gibberish but maybe some nerd out there has a map and a few hours to check it all out). I stopped there for a sandwich, and then - drama struck. An elderly couple were hiking a little further ahead of me and one of them fell and started screaming. He had cracked his lower face on a sharp rock, badly gashing his chin and knocking out all his lower teeth. He was bleeding badly so we called the emergency services and eventually they said they would need to send a helicopter out because of the remote location, although we had to get him down quite a bit lower to a place where the chopper could land. I helped them down to Three Shire Stone getting rather nervous every time he stumbled where they were picked up by the dedicated mountain rescue team. By now it was getting late in the day and I was some way from where I needed to be so I raced off back over the Little Carrs and Swirl How to Goat's Hause where I took the beautiful jagged ridgeline made up of Dow Crag, Buck Pike and Brown Pike before dropping down to the Walna Scar Road (a run down track) which took me down to the village of Torver, where I met Wendy in the Wilson Arms, a charming little pub. We had a drink there and watched two dogs scrap with each other. While Wendy was distracted one of the dogs ran up and peed on her shopping bag. Appalled, she started reprimanding the dog for its behaviour, during which the other dog also peed on her bag!
Hellvellyn in the rain.... what more can i say. Definitely Wendy's most challenging hike yet, as you can see from her photo she was not the happiest camper. She can only find solace in her ham and cheese sandwich. It is the third highest peak in all of England and from what we could see, has some incredible views. When we reached the summit it was so foggy that we couldn't see 10 feet in front of us! And then on the way down it started raining quite hard and things became a bit slippery...BUT it was a very rewarding day and we look forward to finding a clear day to try it again.
We went south for a few days last week. On the way we visited Derbyshire, a beautiful county. We had a busy time. We started out at a sculpture exhibition at Chatsworth (which Wendy suspects was Mr Darcy's home in the recent film of Pride and Prejudice). It was one of the most impressive outdoor sculpture gardens we have ever seen. Damien Hirst had his towering pregnant woman there, Manolo Valdes had his rotund metal female, Anish Kapoor with his round (i find boring) metal ball objects, and Lynn Cartwright with two beautiful metal sculptures, one a dog and one her typical square headed couples. The contrast of these modern sculptures against the soft English gardens was breathtaking! The following day went up into the Peak District for walks around the gritstone crag at Stanage Edge and at Mam Tor, an iron age fort overlooking Castleton and Hope Valley. Stanage Edge is where ROb used to rock climb, and is also where Robinhood reportedly hid out in one of it's caves many moons ago. We also descended 300 ft into the Blue John mine just outside Castleton. 244 steps down and 244 steps back up, and then Rob made Wendy climb to the top of another peak to check out the surrounding gorges... And then we drove south to Devon to surprise Robs brother, Angus, for his birthday. Fun and crazy night!
