The four of us not only provided companionship to each other, we also provided an extra level of safety for our walk in a remote area under difficult weather conditions. In many places the footing was bad, and the rain and high winds presented the risk of hypothermia. Shortly after leaving Malham, we arrived at Malham Cove, a limestone amphitheater from which Malham Beck (creek) flows. A short climb took us to the top of the amphitheater, where the limestone has eroded into slippery blocks, and where a slip would have easily resulted in a broken leg or arm. No strangers to danger, the four of us confidently stepped from one block to the next, until we traversed the entire field. Then suddenly from the hillside above, we heard a loud noise – a bull on the hillside had apparently slipped on the limestone, and was rolling over and over as he fell down the hill. I can’t imagine how he didn’t break a leg or his neck, but he immediately got to his feet, and stood frozen, obviously dazed from the fall. High above him stood another bull, so I can’t help but wonder whether they had been engaged in a battle which caused the fall. In any event, I was no longer so confident crossing over the wet limestone, especially since I have only two legs for stability.
|In the barn|
photo by Erik
As James and I descended, clouds came and again covered Penyghent.
|Not so drystone wall|
The four of us will walk together tomorrow to Hawes.
|View across Fountains Fell|
© 2011 Ken Klug