Sun 24 Aug 2014
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| Summit rocks, Ward's Stone, 1841 ft |
A superb morning, with lovely sunshine and hardly a breeze. I busied myself at home and it wasn't until one o'clock that I
realised I had missed a call from Andrew. He hadn’t left a message. I couldn't
remember if he was busy all w/e or not. Anyway, he was out when I rang him.
Then I came to my senses. Why wasn’t I up on the fells?! I
decided to drive up to Jubilee Tower as yesterday, when I had been prevented by
the Grousers from entering freely on to part of England’s green and pleasant land. There
was plenty of time for a walk up to the ridge and then on to Ward's Stone.
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| About two thirds of the way to the ridge behind me |
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| The ridge stile |
It was ten to three when I reached the car park, and ten to five when I attained the summit. It was a little chilly, but with my fleece on it was comfortable enough to sit there after I'd braved the rocks and stood, though not upright, on the topmost. (I didn't shout "Banzai!"). After a couple of bites and a drink of water I set off back.
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| View westwards to Morecambe Bay |
The descent from the summit was
so easy and pleasant, I realised I was in that awareness where there was
nothing else I would rather be doing at that moment. It sometimes happens when
returning from a walk in the evening sun, and everything seems alright with the
world - even if it isn't. It's the awareness of the NOW.
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| Barren land? I call it peacefulness |
At home I took a call from Andrew. He had
been late home from work on the Saturday, and had rung earlier today to see if I was
going walking. I learnt later that, on receiving no answer, he had set off to
Delph Lane, about 7 miles from where I was at Jubilee Tower as the crow flies. He had walked up to Fiendsdale Head, and on to Langden Castle. From
there he proceeded to the Trough road. He returned over the top of Hazelhurst
Fell. He estimated it had been 14 miles; a check using Getamap confirmed it.
