Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and the perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12: 2
Our New Home
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| The big spider web which adorns the arch-entrance to our vege patch continues to glisten in the early morning sunlight. The spider hasn't caught any lunch yet! We will enjoy our Toowoomba garden! |
The Great Outdoors
Memories of England's Coast-to-Coast Walk Tuesday 12th July, 2005
Such awesome countryside we passed through today!
Here is hubby's daily diary.....
Day 4Ennerdale Bridge
We were up early but the sun beat us to it! Denise cooked porridge and boiled water on the Trangia stove for our cups of tea. We packed our bags and left to greet a new day. Fit all round! We walked toEnnerdale Lake
At the end of the lake, the path rose slowly for the next 5 miles. The hot sun was punishing. We met a group of older Aussies and two other couples also starting the Coast-to-Coast Walk. We came across the Black Sail Youth Hostel where we stopped and made a cup of tea – very welcome!. We chatted with other hikers who were also replenishing and getting ready for the long climb ahead.
The next part of the trip was set in beautiful surroundings at the end of a glacial valley with the valley walls rising two to three thousand feet at an angle of 45 – 50 °. We had to climb one of these valley walls, but not quite to those heights. It was a struggle, especially with heavy bags, but of course we made it!
Jonathan was the most fit of the three of us. He was first to reach the top of our long clamber up the rocks, then he took off his bag, and went back down for Denise’s bag, which he carried up. Then he climbed down again, and carried my bag up the last steep section! Thanks Jonathan!
Some of this mountain we clambered on all fours!
From the top of the ridge, the walk descended steeply towards Honister. Going down was difficult as the scree was loose and we were very tired.
We stopped at the Slate Mine
in Honister for an hour, enjoying a cool drink and a rest while looking at
their slate display. Then we walked down to Seatoller hoping to find the pub
open, but it was shut. We continued on
to Rosthwaite and enjoyed the walk through the narrow streets of the village while
looking for a pub. We saw one of the
Australian hikers who directed us to a pub where he had just eaten tea. We enjoyed a great pub meal and lots of
glasses of water as we sat at a round table in the open air – good job, in our
sweaty clothes!
After our meal, we had to back-track a little on the main road
to find the camping ground, where we set up camp at 9.00 p.m. The showers were
old and they weren’t clean, plus it was a bit of a walk for our tired feet from
our tents to the facilities. I looked
for my pedometer, to check the day’s reading. However, I must have lost it
somewhere on the mountain.
Memories of England's Coast-to-Coast Walk Tuesday 12th July, 2005
Such awesome countryside we passed through today!
Here is hubby's daily diary.....
Day 4
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| Today's hike would be 14 miles as the bird flies. |
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| The beautiful Ennerdale Lake |
We were up early but the sun beat us to it! Denise cooked porridge and boiled water on the Trangia stove for our cups of tea. We packed our bags and left to greet a new day. Fit all round! We walked to
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| Black Sail Youth Hostel, perched alone in the awesome wilderness |
At the end of the lake, the path rose slowly for the next 5 miles. The hot sun was punishing. We met a group of older Aussies and two other couples also starting the Coast-to-Coast Walk. We came across the Black Sail Youth Hostel where we stopped and made a cup of tea – very welcome!. We chatted with other hikers who were also replenishing and getting ready for the long climb ahead.
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| We struggled to climb a rocky valley wall at a steep angle |
The next part of the trip was set in beautiful surroundings at the end of a glacial valley with the valley walls rising two to three thousand feet at an angle of 45 – 50 °. We had to climb one of these valley walls, but not quite to those heights. It was a struggle, especially with heavy bags, but of course we made it!
Jonathan was the most fit of the three of us. He was first to reach the top of our long clamber up the rocks, then he took off his bag, and went back down for Denise’s bag, which he carried up. Then he climbed down again, and carried my bag up the last steep section! Thanks Jonathan!
Some of this mountain we clambered on all fours!
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From the top of the ridge, the walk descended steeply towards Honister. Going down was difficult as the scree was loose and we were very tired.
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| Looking down onto the Honister Slate Mine |
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| 9:00 p.m. and Jonathan's tent is pitched. I am still looking for the perfect spot for the tent for Denise and me. The sun has not yet set! |
