A truly stunning run out with Harry and his (completely bonkers) springer spaniel friend Wallace in almost alpine sunshine on Saturday. After last weekend in the Lakes, where a lot of the hills were fairly unrunnable, I impressed myself by running every step of the way from our start in Kettlewell to the trig point on Old Cote Moor Top, with a grand descent after that all the way down to Buckden.... temporarily interrupted to pull an almost completely swallowed (bloody and gunky) sheep placenta out of Wallace's mouth/gut - I had to use the scratty umbilical cord to pull the flipping thing out! That dog sure keeps you on your toes....
The climbs up Buckden Pike and then Great Whernside were a different kettle of fish to Old Cote though, especially once we hit the snow line. There was still tons of snow up there! Once I got on top of Buckden Pike I followed the route of the Fellsman to the top of Great Whernside which turned out to be a handy little refresher of that part of the now fast approaching event.
|Looking back along the ridgeline - Old Cote Moor Top|
|The top of the descent to Buckden with Buckden Pike beyond|
|Wallace on ice!|
|Harry posing again|
|Harry beside the war memorial on the Buckden Pike ridge|
|The ascent of Great Whernside|
|Fortunately Wallace didn't jump off the edge|
|The boys playing chase the snow ball|
|Wallace on top of Great Whernside|
|Harry was taking the picture!|