|top of Sheffield Pike looking towards Catstyecam centre right|
Every time I go out in the Lake District I learn something new. One of the things I learnt today is that one 16 miles can be very different to another. Last week, we did a 16 mile recce run of the Rivington 26.2 trail marathon course. I felt fresh at the end, as if I could have carried on for a while. Today, I was spent at 16 miles. To be honest, I was a bit done in at 14.
Objectives for the day were to get a good distance in, I was hoping for 20 miles but underestimated the elevations involved. I also wanted to do a linear run, joining up parts of the Lake District usually visited separately, and as the event centre for the GL3D has just been published, it wouldn't do any harm to run through here to help familiarise myself with the area a bit. Of course, if I managed to cover a few Wainwrights, all the better.
Here is the route with elevation.
16.3 miles, approx 7000 ft of elevation, approx 5 hours moving (add another hour for not moving).
Being on a fixed timescale, the idea being to meet Jonathan on the way to Penrith to head to the new Go Outdoors store and stock up on kit for the GL3D, I set off from Grasmere at about 8am. I ran back up the road before heading along a wide track after passing the Travellers Rest. I picked out the flank of Seat Sandal, my aim being to continue heading up to the summit cairns. There was a bit of snow on the way but nothing needing more grip than my Speedcross 2s were giving me.
As with most initial climbs, I found it tough going. I usually try to pick out routes that get the climbing over at the start and then involve a horseshoe or gradual undulation. Today I had deliberately tried to make things a bit harder.
|back towards Grasmere from the initial climb|
My route planning was loose but it was clear that I would be grounding out at Glenridding before climbing again.
It was a relief to get to the top of Seat Sandal. From this point, the snow was thicker. It was mostly hard frozen snow so the spikes were put on.
The last time over Seat Sandal, I had come in the opposite direction. What I remember to be a very difficult climb up turned out to be a pleasant ski down. The snow was just soft enough to use my heel as a brake but hard enough to slide down sideways. The hard packed snow had smoothed out the rough surface and, by snaking left and right as if I was skiing, I was soon down at Hause Gap.
|from Seat Sandal towards Coniston fells.|
|and over and up to Fairfield and St Sunday Crag (the direction of travel)|
|over to Dollywagon Pike and Helvellyn|
|Frozen Grisedale Tarn from the ski down Seat Sandal|
The snow continued to be thick up the climb to Fairfield. Near to the top I stopped to apply a plaster to a hotspot on my heel. I definitely caught this one in time, preventing any permanent damage. As I climbed Fairfield, the snow became more widespread and at one point, I caught myself wandering towards a cornice, not exactly snowblind but perhaps snowshortsighted as the edge blended into the rest of the whiteness.
Up on the top of Fairfield was the time that it looked most likely to snow so I didn't hang around and continued my skiing tactics down to Cofa Pike. Again, the last time I did this stretch was in the opposite direction (a different day to the last Seat Sandal ascent). I remember the climb up Cofa Pike and then on up to Fairfield being a major undertaking but today it seemed really easy.
|cornice on the way up to Fairfield. Cofa Pike visible in the middle before St Sunday Crag|
|from the top of Fairfield. I think that is Coniston Water on the left|
|Ullswater and low cloud from Fairfield|
|from Cofa Pike looking back up to Fairfield|
The run up to St Sunday Crag was full of false summits. The snow was thinning out again now and, once I was at the top, I took my spikes off and proceeded to slip and slide down the other side.
|up to St Sunday Crag|
|down to Ulswater|
|looking back to Fairfield|
There's a nice run down this side of St Sunday Crag. I ended up running around the peak of Birks and down Thornhow End to the road leading to Grisedale Bridge. I ran the mile or so to Glenridding where I sat on the bench outside the visitors centre, studying my map, considering my time limitations and making alterations to my route. After a while I realised that people were looking at me in a funny way because blood was gushing down my shin. I had slipped onto my knee on the descent from St Sunday Crag and had not realised that, under all the mud, I had cut my knee. After a quick rinse in the toilet sink, I headed for the Greenside Mine road, heading off before the row of cottages for a steep climb up to Glenridding Dodd.
|Glenridding. Time for a wash! Glenridding Dodd ahead.|
|climbing up, looking back|
I don't know if I chose the best route up Glenridding Dodd. It was hard going, lots of scree and gorse. It didn't take too long though. Once at the top, brilliant views of Ullswater open up.
|Glenridding Dodd cairn looking towards Ullswater|
From Glenridding Dodd, there is a clear path down to intersecting walls. Some close map study will identify a way through without having to climb walls. From there, I found my way up, joining with the main path as the gradient eases off towards the summit.
|Sheffield Pike summit looking up to Green Side|
|Stone marking the boundary between the Marshall and Howard estates. I don't know what the ER is for.|
Date on the stone is 1830.
|climbing up to Green Side, looking back to Sheffield Pike. High St in the distance|
|at Green Side, cloud rolling over the Dodds|
|looking down to Rush Gill, Dowthwaite Head|
From Green Side, the temptation was to carry on to Stybarrow Dodd and then along the Dodds. However, Hart Side was an unclaimed Wainwright (and there was a lot of cloud over the Dodds) so I headed sharp right, north east over to Hart Side.
From the top of Hart Side, I plotted a way over to Rush Gill which I followed to Dowthwaitehead.
I ran down the bank to cross at an old weir, checking out an old building that had a big padlock on the front door but no window. It looked like it might be used for a makeshift bothy.
Following the path down, it passed through Dowthwaithead Farm, the recently announced first base of the GL3D for 2013. I wondered if we would be heading back up this way in May.
|weir and crossing point|
From the farm, I followed the road, taking a slight wrong turn at Crookwath before heading back to the road and on the one mile downhill run to Dockray.
I had no phone signal at this point but arrived just as Jonathan was driving along the road. I directed him to The Royal where I had a pint, Jonathan an orange juice (sore head).
After a healthy (or not so) dose of ibuprofen, we headed to Go Outdoors to check out the gear we needed for the GL3D. Looking forward to it.