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Langdale trip report

  posted by Sam Harrison on 2011-10-20


Trip report from the Langdale Trip on Sunday 16th October. Report and photos by Sam Harrison.

Just like last year, the good weather came a day too early for our annual week 1 term 1 trip to Langdale in the Lake District. The Saturday saw glorious sunshine and a surprisingly warm break for the time of your, however by the Sunday the clouds had set in and the rain was threatening. The 70-seater coach left campus nearly on time and got to the Stickle Barn car park for just before 11am. Soon after the walks were announced, as always, on the big rock in the car park. Four different walks were on offer: A simple bimble up Side Pike and Loughrigg Fell; Crinkle Crags via Cold Pike; the Langdale Pikes via Stickle Tarn and; Jack's Rake onto Pavey Ark. Myself, Lorna and Richard led the Jack's Rake walk and we set off from the car park first, just as it started to drizzle. The drizzle soon turned to rain which came and went all the way to the base of the scramble. Fortunately it then stopped but the rock was still wet and slippery so care was needed on the way up. Jack's Rake is one of my favourite scrambles, as it offers superb views out over Stickle Tarn and down into Langdale. The clouds held off and despite the weather we got the most of those views. We stopped near the summit of Pavey Ark for a spot of lunch, where we bumped into those just doing the Langdale Pikes. As we had plenty of time left before the coach back, we decided to tag along with the other group and bagged the summit of Harrison Stickle and Pike o' Stickle as well. It was rather windy and quite chilly in the wind but again the clouds held off and we got some great views. The descent was to the left of Dungeon Ghyll - a lovely little path that wound its way down the ghyll and really showed off its size and depth. This brought us out at the Stickle Barn pub were well-deserved beers, coffees and teas were bought whilst we reminisced about the day. The other groups all got down safely and by all accounts had an equally as good of a day, despite the weather!


Fish, chips and cake

  posted by Sam Harrison on 2011-06-22


Summit of Arnside Knott
June 21: Social trip to Arnside.

This Tuesday saw the club's first ever (that we know of) social trip to the picturesque town of Arnside, just up the coast from Lancaster. We met at Lancaster station and caught the train (£3.30 return with a railcard, bargain!). It was a grey and drizzly morning and none of us held out much hope for the weather!

When we got there we checked out the opening times of the fish and chip shop and then went for a wander up Arnside Knott. At an elevation of only 159 metres, this is the lowest of all the Marilyns and fortunately low enough so we weren't in cloud when we got to the top!

We had a bit of a stroll around, which even in the poor weather gave some very nice views. After a few (unintentional) loops of the summit we headed back down to Arnside for some fish and chips by the seafront (or should I say, estuary-front). By now the weather had started to brighten up and we even got a bit of sunshine.

Next in line was a bit of a wander up the coast along the beach, before heading back to Ye Olde Fighting Cocks pub for a relax in the beer garden - by this time the sun was making much more regular appearances.

Before heading home there was one last place to visit - a little bakery just up the road that we'd noticed earlier in the day, selling lovely cakes and other sweet things. It was then a quick dash to the train station to catch our train back to Lancaster.

All-in-all a lovely day out and one the club will definitely be arranging again sometime in the future!


 

Moidart - a fine bit of coastal bagging!

  posted by Darren Axe on 2011-06-09


27-30 May 2011: Trip report from the club's recent visit to Moidart, written by Darren Axe.

The Moidart trip made for a little change from the norm for a Hiking trip... (we did do some hiking honest!) We headed north on Friday for the fine little coastal settlement of Glenuig tucked away in a sheltered cove on the South side of the Sound of Arisaig. Arriving late in the evening, we were pleased that potential camping spots had been scouted out by Andy McCormick. We put our tents up on a little promontory opposite the Glenuig Inn in the low light of a Scottish summers night before diving into the Inn just in time for last orders. Prior to our trip we had reached an arrangement with the Inn and the Glenuig Community Hall to enable us to wild camp and make use of various facilities in each establishment, which was great. There was however a wedding taking place in the hall on Saturday, which precluded use of those facilities on Saturday as some were to discover at their peril (John Wallbank)!

Saturday was a blustery day of heavy showers and sun, so we sacked off the idea of 'going up high' and settled for a tour of the headland from Glenuig. We first headed out to Smirisary, a bit of a old coastal crofting community with stone cottages in varying states of repair. It was good to see that quite a few of the cottages had been brought back into use. On from Smirisary, we headed South along the spectacularly rugged coast looking out over the wild Atlantic to the Small Isles. We soon reached the beach of Port Achadh an Aonaich, where Mouse and Richard braved a dip in the sea! That was probably the easy part as on getting out to get dry, they were greeted with a torrential squally shower! From the beach we headed on around the peninsula through a fantastic arch in the cliffs, until we rounded into the North Channel of Loch Moidart. We were now looking across to the wooded and steep sided Eilean Shona, which looked spectacularly like some mystical land from Lord of the Rings. It was quite a battle scrambling along the steep sides of Loch Moidart, scrambling between rocky sections of shore and the heathery slopes just above, so we decided to head upwards! We carried on up and bagged the summit of Smirisary Hill at a whopping 136m! But we worked hard for every meter of that ascent. From Smirisary Hill we hacked down to Loch na Bairness and on again down to the shore of Loch Moidart once more before taking to more hacking through thick woodland until we could pickup the track and road back North through to Glenuig. Saturday evening was spent with much merriness in the lounge of the Glenuig bar with much entertainment from the lovely resident Belgian Shepherd 'Islay'!

Sunday we woke up to more of the same weather wise, but perhaps with slightly stronger winds. Enthusiasm for the 'elusive' Rois-Bheinn was lacking once more, so we settled on heading out to explore the wonders of the Ardnamurchan Peninsula. We set out leisurely on the minibus along the extremely bumpy single track lanes twisting and turning our way towards the most westerly point on the British mainland. Our first stop was at the steeply sided bay of Camas nan Geall, where the road rounds a precipice upon a semi-circular shaped shelf high above the flat meadows and sands below. The bay has a spectacular setting with the terraced Ben Hiant rising high above to the North-West and views out to Mull to the South-West. Heading on from here, our next stop was Sanna Bay out on the North-West tip of the Ardnamurchan Peninsula. On the way across, the road passes through the spectacular circular ancient caldera cone structure that is exposed surrounding the small community of Achnaha. Sanna Bay is a fantastic sandy beach facing due West. There were some pretty huge waves crashing in, and we enjoyed being blasted by the fresh Atlantic spray. After this we of course had to go and Bag the Point of Ardnamurchan, with its lighthouse. The views from here are just perfect, with all the Small Isles, Mull, Coll and Tiree in view across the epic seascape. After rattling all the way back to Glenuig, we enjoyed another evening in the Glenuig Inn with the more adventurous opting for an evening stroll along the coast in the evening sunlight.

Even with the bonus of an extra day, we still managed to opt out of a quick nip up Rois-Bheinn on bank holiday Monday! Instead we headed down to the ford across Loch Moidart and walked over to Shona Beag, a small section on the eastern end of Eilean Shona connected by a narrow neck to the main island. We headed up and over the Islet on a stone track and found ourselves entering the grounds of a grand victorian house. After being welcomed into the garden by the owners who were having a bonfire, we wandered down through the grounds to the muddy little bay looking out over the South channel of Loch Moidart. After this brief morning outing it was back to Glenuig to get the tents down and head off on the long journey back to Lancaster. We had a great journey home passing back through the West Highlands in all their summer glory with lots of sunshine and clear views of all the high peaks that we oft' frequent at colder times of year!

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