Yorkshire Peak 2 Whernside.

So after our 1st peak (Pen-y-Ghent) back in May we got the message through that the "team" were planning to take on the next peak on the list which is Whernside and the only one of the Yorkshire 3 Peaks I hadn't climbed.

Our plan for Pen-y-Ghent had worked well and this one was supposed to be easier to climb so we decided to adopt the same approach. Arrive early and get a head start as we have the youngest child and the rest would catch us up on the climb.

Oh dear oh dear how naïve we were to think that this one would go like the last. Little legs was not a happy camper for the ENTIRE walk and proceeded to moan for pretty much every 100 metres or so while son no 1 decided that walking with his cousin would be sooooo much more fun and raced off ahead and refused the walkie talkie. Did I mention he had been explicitly told not to race off ahead? needless to say there was no cell phone signal for a while to get a message to him to stop where he was and WAIT!

One of the few pictures of the day where he didn't look offended Force Gill Waterfall in background

The slog up the path which runs along the railway line and then up the spine of Whernside isn't massively challenging but it is long and with not many geocaches along the route to make it more interesting for junior it made for hard going!

Jake and cousin miles ahead of us

The main group caught up with us as we were approaching the summit and we all made our way to the trig point to hunker down for lunch. Son no one had a sulk on at this point as I was pretty furious with him for walking ahead of us with no means of communication and his cousins and aunt had to make their way off the hill ahead of us as they had plans for later in the day.

Grumpy Children at Whernside Summit

Finally we started making our way off the summit for the descent and the path down is a killer! steep and rocky, and with some people ascending this way too it was busy. We were fortunate that it was not wet as I can imagine when raining this route is treacherous. Needless to say we had to help Bear with several of the "steps" as they were just too big for his little legs.

Much steeper descent

The way down was arduous with many rest stops for Mr Grumpy face Bear who sat down a lot and cried! Needless to say mummy needed a glass of wine when she got home.

He's smiling here but if you look carefully you can see its through tears!

 From being some of the first on the hill in the morning, we were also one of the last off it our descent had taken so long and there were few cars left at the parking spot when we got back to the car. One of the few positives was that the sun came out.

Glorious Whernside

Don't the Dales look glorious in the sunshine? Both boys finally started to cheer up when we got to Ribblehead Viaduct and they could see the car. They also started being nice to each other which gave them the motivation to get back to the car and a treat of chocolate! So all in all not as successful an escapade as our Pen-y-Ghent adventure but they did it. 2016 has to be the year for them both to conquer the final hill - Ingleborough, however that will have to wait for Jakes leg to heal. But that's another story! Till next time

The boys and Ribblehead Viaduct

Malham Cove In the Sunshine

Sorry the blog has been quiet for a while, we have been visiting Grandma and Grandad in South Africa and the internet is not quite what it is in the UK. Also I have a new PC with windows 10 and cannot for the life of get photos to upload with their internet browser so have had to switch again!

I will do some posts about some of the stuff we got up to while we were there over the next week or so but for now I wanted to write about the visit we took to Malham Cove as a last hurrah for the boys before they go back to school and because it was actually a change to go somewhere in the sunshine.

I have to say we are so lucky to live near such a beautiful area. I have many fond memories of the Yorkshire Dales and living in Leeds means we are less than an hour away from the traditional "Gateway to the Dales" Skipton.

So Sunday morning the sun shone and as we had a leisurely - if chaotic breakfast, we all packed our rucksacks with drinks and snacks and in Bears case an optimistic Frisbee. The GPS was loaded with maps of the area and geocaches and off we went.

An hour later we were pulling into the overspill parking field which was a more than reasonable £4 for the day and off we set towards the Cove.

No trip was complete for us without a moan by at least one of the boys and on this occasion it was the youngest who wanted to stop every 10 steps for a drink, a rest or a snack. Nearing the final gate for the cove Bear through his rucksack on the floor in disgust and sat down while Dad and Jake wandered further on pretending they didn't know him. As I hung around trying to cajole him the last 100 or so yards, a family with two young ones of their own took pity on me and their lovely daughter handed him a packet of sweets which made him recover immediately. In an uncommon fit of good manners Bear politely said thank you very much ( I do try to instill my children with good manners but my youngest seems to have a will of his own which can make him unpredictably contrary).

Little Monster loves the troll Bridge

Glorious Day at Malham Cove

After the impromptu sweet stop we continued the walk to the head of the cove and sat down for our snack. At this point my husband began to regret his lack or preparation and tried to cadge a drink and snack from the boys who were reluctant to share with him on the principle that he was disorganised.

The walking boots purchased at the beginning of the year from Mountain Warehouse are still going strong and having just had both sets of feet measured for school shoes I'm pretty sure they will both get use out of their current boots till the end of the year.

Rest stop

With the pit stop finished and they boys recharged it was time to tackle the steps up the side of the cove and head up to the top towards the first geocache of the day. The boys thought it was great fun jumping off the rock formations and enjoyed the informal lesson on geological rock formations and ice ages.

Son no 2 

Son no 1

After some jumping about, throwing a frisbee that Bear had brought with him, among other things and hunting down the geocache without been spotted we plotted the route back round to the car and opted for the much quieter walk through Dry Valley up towards the tarn and then back down towards the cove and approaching the village via the road.

The gorgeous Dry Valley

This curious herd of cows/bulls approached us 

So after a perfect day in the sunshine and a few miles on the pedometer, we made it back to the village for a well deserved ice cream and an hours drive back home. The kids had a perfect day and managed to burn off some energy before they head back to school on Tuesday.

Thanks for reading.

Climbing Pen-y-ghent

We have been planning a summit attempt on Pen-y-ghent since the beginning of the year when we received an email from a friend asking us if we would like to join them. The idea was that we would all meet in Horton-in-Ribblesdale in the morning and have a leisurely hike up the fell at our own pace. No racing, no time limits just good old fashioned family and friends time.

I've always being slightly concerned that our youngest wouldn't make the distance as he has only just turned 4, he was the youngest on the trip and to get him to walk 8 miles or so was always going to be a challenge, however we have had him in "training" this year by getting out and about geocaching and planning routes that got steadily longer and steeper.

Our eldest child, Jake is also going to use this walk to go for his first hike away badge at cubs so he was prepared to lead the way and packed his rucksack accordingly.

Be prepared!

 48 hours before we were due to set off, our first disaster struck - the weather forecast called for high winds and rain! Never a good mix with kids so to avert a crisis it was agreed we would delay 24 hours and hike on the Sunday as the forecast was better. This proved to be a good decision as despite the sun only occasionally peeking out from the clouds the wind and rain stayed away to make for more favourable walking conditons.

So off we set bright and early and having misjudged the amount of time it would take us to get there we arrived... 1 hour early! As we had the youngest team member with us we figured it would be wise to set off early and get a head start on the others knowing that they would have no problems catching us as you're only as fast as your slowest team member and we weren't in a rush. The idea was for us all to enjoy the trip so we had always anticipated it would take us a few hour to summit. We had the GPS with us and planned to grab the geocaches that were on the route as they made perfect pit stops for little legs to have a rest.

 We encountered a couple of seasoned walkers at the start of the path who expressed surprise that we were heading up with Bear and they wished us luck . Within the first 1/2 hour little legs was moaning about wanting to go home. Not a good start to the day.

"I want to go home, I'm tired now"

However the first geocache of the day was a couple of hundred feet away so we went to find that and stopped for him to have his first snack of the day.

My eldest son was with his buddy from school and they wee having a good old yomp all over the place running up and down the path and generally lapping us so we whipped out the walkie talkies to ensure they didn't get too far ahead or stray off the path without yelling the hill down.

On the path to Pen-y-ghent

Spot of scrambling

A couple of more stops up the hill to rest youngest ones legs and we were ready to hit the scramble up the "nose" of the hill. Some of these steps aren't really designed for little legs and with a couple of steep drops that head straight back down we stuck close together and gave a leg up or two to Bear as his little legs couldn't quite make a couple of the steps.

At this point the going was slow, but we were all still plodding on. This bit near the summit is a bit of a bottle neck and we were worried that we were going to start holding up the fellow walkers that were regularly catching us up. We needn't have worried as with no exceptions when they encountered our little man they all stopped to say hello and to give him lots of praise and encouragement. They were so patient, giving us plenty of time to manoeuvre Bear up the slopes and he loved speaking to everyone that stopped to talk, and congratulate him on making the summit.

Quick rest stop before the final slog

Heading up up up

As we looked below us after the final step up we could see our friends below us on their final climb. It had taken us about 3 hours to reach the summit and as we slowly hiked towards the trig point our friends (and their kids) caught us up and we all sat and had lunch together at the trig.

Panoramic shot on top of Pen-y-ghent

After a hearty lunch which we had to share with Bear - he'd eaten most of his on the walk up and he decided ours looked yummy we had the obligatory group shot and set off down via Hull Pot which our little man had been talking about going to see for days.

Group Shot at the top!

So summit conquered and its down the mountain via Hull Pot. Disaster strikes and Bear trips over his own feet and faceplants. A few tears and a couple of cuddles and the promise of some sweets in my pocket and we are back on track to continue the descent.

Now we are all together as a group the kids have seperated into a mini group and are running about jumping over ditches and bogs and generally have a great time together, while the adults have a catch up chat.

As we approach Hull Pot the others decide we will all go have a peek into what is apparently one of the largest open holes in England! We also have a travel tag from Mountain Warehouse whose mission is to get photographed at geocaches so we took him along for a picture (Hull Pot is an Earthcache).

Looking into Hull Pot

Mountain Warehouse travel tag visiting

The final leg was a leisurely stroll back to the starting point and the local pub for a well earned refreshment. Although the older children swore they weren't tired at all, Bear did say his legs were tired but after the initial whine at the start of the hike he had a fun time which he really enjoyed. 8.6 miles in total and the walking boots we've been breaking in all year did the job perfectly.

The boys at the trig point

* Sorry 1 of the boys is shaded out - he doesn't belong to me :)