During September and October I decided to concentrate on some photo walks, this saw me up on Bamford edge on a Friday evening capturing the sunset. As the evening was drawing in I noticed telltale signs that there was a good chance of an inversion in the morning (I had read a blog by Terry Abraham @terrybnd on the signs of a potential inversion)
So after the sun had set I headed home and set my alarm for what I thought was an early start.
I arrived at the bottom of Mam tor at 7 am in thick fog, after parking in the spaces on the roadside I quickly made my way up towards the summit.
On the way up towards the summit I looked to my left and low and behold my first brocken spectre: -) after taking several pics and waving my arms about I proceeded on to the summit.
Upon reaching the summit I came across a lot of photographers all taking photos of various directions.
After speaking to a few photographers (well the friendly ones) I realised that my early and their early are different by about 2 hours.
After several more pics and chats I made my way along the great ridge to Lose hill and there I was greeted with a fogbow.
After a while admiring the conditions I eventually made my way down and proceeded to walk above winnats pass and Cave Dale then back to the car. All in all it was a cracking day.
I was lucky enough to win a ticket from Terry Abraham (@terrybnd) for the Wainwright memorial lecture at the rheged centre on the 17th October.
So after work on Friday I headed straight up to the lake district (can’t go to lakes and not go for a walk) the traffic was horrendous on the A66 so I was quite late when I arrived at Burns farm, after pitching my tent I headed of in search of food, this took me to the horse and farrier where I had a romantic meal for one. (They insisted on the candle honest).
The following morning after jump starting someone’s car I packed away and drove the short distance to a lay by to start a walk up Blencathra.
It was quite a windy day and the clouds kept clearing to reveal some cracking views.
After finishing my walk I headed up to the travelodge near the Rheged centre and got cleaned up for the event. Prior to the lecture starting I had a beer or two in the bar and bumped into the owners of The Wainwright pub (@Wainwright_Pub) who I have got to know on twitter and by frequenting their pub regularly: -) On the way into the lecture I met Mark Richards (@fellranger1) who was very friendly and informative. The lecture itself was very good and Terry came across very well with clips of his new film (life of a mountain Blencathra) going down very well. I’m going to the premiere in May so this was a bit of a dry run.
Yet another of my bird brained ideas,this one was for an ultra lightweight camera tripod.
I purchased a camera mount for my leki poles and started to Muse as to how I could make it stable enough to act like a tripod,after much deliberation I came up with the idea of using guy lines to hold the pole steady. As you can see in the above photo it holds my bridge camera with no problems.
Once finished the guy lines simply wrap around the handle and the tent pegs (titanium of course) can be fastened to the pole, I have some linelocs to add to the guy lines which should make adjustments easier.
Way back in August 2014 I decided to modify my Sawyer filter bag to make it easier to fill because I found it a bit of a struggle to fill.
So I ordered a couple of 2 litre bags and proceeded to cut the top off.
Then I cut a length of plastic plumber’s pipe just wider than the bag and split this down one side,I also cut a piece of old hydration tube a bit longer than the plastic tube.
I filled the bag with water and then folded the end of the bag over the hydration tube,then slid the plastic pipe over the bag and tube.
As you can see in the above photo it is a really strong seal.
Field testing the bag it was easy to fill the bag one handed.
I have also added some string initially to hang the bag from to enable gravity to filter my water (lazy) but in the field I found it very useful for carrying the water to a suitable place for brekkie.(about a mile with no slippage or spillage).
In conclusion one of my bird brained ideas actually worked: -)