A weekend of considerable buffeting, potential cake of the month and a 2 bgr legs tick off.
Saturday saw us battle high winds across Dale Head, Hindscarth and Robinson. With the clouds still racing across the sky we decided to take the low level option back to camp in Borrowdale. This meant a lovely stroll along the valley through Grange, via a tea and cake stop.
We woke on Sunday to an eerie stillness in the air. The tent was completely dry and the air was almost warm. It was promising to be a good day on the fell. Jane dropped me off at Threlkeld and we planned to meet at Dunmail Raise 4-5 hours later.
My legs felt lifeless from the start and it was disheartening that I just seemed to be trudging through bog. Eventually I was on the top and ticking the summits off, Clough Head, Great Dodd, Watson's Dodd, Stybarrow....Not many people out but I did pass one wirey looking runner coming the other way.
It was a real morale booster to bump into Jane on Dollywaggon (she'd come up from Dunmail via Helvellyn). As usual she gave me some words of encouragement "why were you walking on that bit?" I left Jane as she headed back to the car and I still had Fairfield and Seat Sandal to gain.
Why anyone would choose to ascend Fairfield from this side is anyone's guess. I slowly picked my way up the horrible zig zag of scree only to be passed by the runner I'd seen hours earlier. He was kind enough to slow for a chat and offer some tips-it turned out he's Paul Clavey, who's attempting a double round in June. Again I must have looked like a weird stalker when I said I kinda knew someone (Iain) who was supporting him!
Two days of proper fell running and I'm feeling like I'm making some progress but there's a very long way to go. My fitness is off but improving. As is my navigation but it's good to be making these mistakes now whilst there is still time to learn....hopefully.