The Great Outdoors – August 2019

(Barry) #1

WHAT WE WERE
TRYING TO DO
The author explains the soggy
thinking behind his convoluted route


Musing over the ‘river as true path’
metaphor of the R.E.M. song ‘Find
the River’, I wondered if it would be
possible to follow a river from source
to sea in an area of the Lake District
that I didn’t know. The River Cocker



  • which rises above Buttermere and
    ultimately flows into the Derwent
    then into the Irish Sea – seemed to
    offer the necessary combination of
    ‘new’ terrain, two good days of varied
    walking and ample opportunities
    for wild swimming. Furthermore,
    I wanted to climb a vantage point
    over the area where the river rises
    to see if we could narrow the search
    for the source and look down into
    Buttermere as a route-feasibility
    check.
    Logically, given these criteria,
    we should have started at Honister
    and ascended Great Gable (perhaps
    the ideal peak from which to survey
    the ground) as directly as possible.
    However, because I’d previously
    visited Honister I decided to take
    another route to Great Gable, and Hay
    Stacks offered the chance of a backup
    vantage point should the weather
    gods be against us on Great Gable.
    I sold the Red Pike to Hay Stacks
    route to myself on the shaky basis
    that it would enable an ‘exploration’ of
    some of the watershed, and parking at
    Bowness Knott was fairly convenient
    as we would only have about four
    hours of light on the first day following
    a drive up from the south. 
    Rather than wild camp for an extra
    night somewhere near Hay Stacks,
    we decided that a stop in Black Sail
    could be justified on the basis that
    we’d have to carry less food and water

  • and we really wanted to stay at
    this famous YHA, dammit! Given the
    walk’s objective, this stop was entirely
    gratuitous. 
    Add in the late inclusion of Martin’s
    teenage son to the party and the
    decision-making process gained a
    risk-averse influence, especially when it
    came to dropping down into Warnscale
    Bottom – the route’s only real pinch
    point. Still, as a metaphor for one’s
    journey through life, our messy path is
    probably more apt than an idealised,
    clear-cut river could ever be.


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