Summary & Summits

Walk statistics
Name of Summit
Height (m)
Grid Ref
Date - 8th March 2012 Binsey
NY 2251 3553
Map - OL4        
Distance - 5.25 miles        
Ascent - 1340ft        
Start - Binsey Lodge (NY 235352)        


Walk Blog

Allen rushed in, mainly because the tea had been poured and he did not want to miss out, but also to give his pals the good news about a walk.

"Thanks Tetley", he said accepting the steaming mug. "Dad wants to combine a walk with a visit to Armathwaite Hall for lunch, so we are going to do Binsey again."

"But.....", started Little Eric.

"Yes I know we have all done it at least twice before, but we have always just climbed up and down by the same path. This time Dad intends to descend the far side then make a circle back to the start."

By now Shaun had got the map open and was peering closely, to work out the route. "We start as before from Binsey Lodge to the summit, continue north to eventually pick up the bridleway passing High Houses, then return through Whittas Park to Fell End and along the road to the start."

"My goodness you certainly are an expert map reader and route finder Shaun", said Little Eric. "We will never get lost while you are with us."

So on a day that was to be cloudy and grey and with a cold wind, we set off north on that ever so familiar journey up the M6 and along the A66 to Keswick.

"Where are we going", called out Grizzly, as Dad turned off into the town.

"Uncle Brian and I have booked for The History Boys at the Theatre by the Lake, for when we come to stay at Armathwaite Hall, at the end of the month, so I am going to pick up the tickets", said Dad. "It won't take very long", he went on.

That done we then took the road along by Dodd Wood to, at the Castle Inn, turn right up hill on the Uldale road, taking the fork towards Ireby, then immediately turning left by Binsey Lodge to in a few yards park on the verge, Binsey rising on the right. One of the Wainwright 214, Binsey is isolated from any other fells.

A gate gives access to it and we climbed steadily the clear path with extensive views behind over the Uldale Fells with Overwater below, the Skiddaw group and Bassenthwaite Lake. It is not a long climb and soon the summit came into view. This is the best part of the fell, in the form of a small ridge surmounted by a great heap of stones (an ancient tumulus), with a Ordnance Survey column alongside and a modern cairn. The wind was blowing hard too.

"Even though we have been up here before, will you still take our picture?", asked Allen.

"Of course but you will have to sit by the trig point as it is far too windy to sit on top." replied Dad.

We sat as best we could out of the wind, but with it seemingly swirling around, Dad had to have two goes as poor Tetley was blown over before he could snap the shot first time.

Glad to be settled in the rucksack again, Dad headed down off the fell.

"We want to go roughly north, heading for a wall corner just beyond a strip of woodland to the left" said Shaun.

Grassy on its south side, the northern slopes are covered in heather. Any path was very intermittent path, but the wall corner we were heading for was clear to see, and after not too long we had reached it.

"OK, we go through the gate, and continue ahead by the wall on the right", called out Shaun. Then looking ahead, he went on, "we then cross to that ladderstile, which we climb to get on to the bridleway."

This was soon accomplished, and as Dad climbed the stile, Tetley remarked, "that's interesting, according to the sign on the gate, the field we have just crossed is private and there is no right of way"

"Well the map clearly shows it is not access land, but the latest Wainwright book shows a footpath", replied Shaun.

"Just as well then we did not meet the landowner", said Grizzly.

Over the stile we turned left to walk by the wall, the grass soon becoming a track. In a dip we forded a stream.

"That goes under the glorious name of the Humble Jumble Gill!" exclaimed Shaun.

"Fantastic", said Tetley. "There are certainly some wonderful names. I wonder what the origin of this one is."

There was now no doubt of our route, just keeping on ahead, until close to the farm High Houses, where at the signpost, we turned left. However not before Dad took the picture of a sheep that had followed us, and then stood and posed. We do not know if it was Shaun, or whether word is getting around about Dad. So, we say sorry now, as Dad has insisted we include the said picture below.

Shaun said, "we keep on ahead now climbing to the brow until we reach a gate in the wall on the right, where according to the map a footpath comes in."

"OK lad", Dad replied striding out.

Our way was not along the footpath, but it provided a marker, for our turn left over the closely cropped grass of Whittas Park. There was no path as such, but Dad just kept on ahead, passing below a small hill, and then dropped down to a wall. There did not seem to be a stile, although Dad reckons that he was a bit too high up, but one small section of the wall had partially collapsed, so he made the crossing there.

"Oh where we have to go now does not look to be very pleasant Dad", remarked Allen. "The path seems to me to be pretty close to that wall over to the right, and I bet the going will be rough and muddy."

And yes, he was right, but Dad has had to contend with much much worse. We were now walking below Binsey once again and its rocky West Crag could be seen up to the left.

After about half a mile or so, Shaun again piped up, "Dad, we should go through that gate ahead, so that we can gain the opposite side of the wall, and then drop down to Fell End Farm."

"Right lad", Dad replied.

At the bottom, Dad climbed the fence and so gained the road. Turning left, it was a gentle stroll, with Binsey to the left and the Skiddaw group away to the right, to the start and the car.

"There is not much to Binsey itself, but it has made it a lot more interesting, doing this circle", said Grizzly. "Thanks Dad."

Now it was on to Armathwaite Hall for lunch in the Brasserie, but we decided to stay in the car and have our picnic, after which we went for a walk on our own in the grounds. Dad saw Lorraine, who told him that her walk with Sunshine and Gemma, last Sunday had been the Newlands Round. Well done them! There had been snow too, which had added to the adventure. We were able to visualise the walk having more than once climbed the summits in that round - Catbells, Maiden Moor, High Spy, Dale Head, Hindscarth, descending via the ridge over Scope End.

Prem, who was the first person that Dad and Uncle Brian got to know, served him today. He told Dad that he was leaving at the end of the month. Dad and Uncle Brian too, are very sad to see him go, but the new job is a promotion into management. When he went on his break, Justine, who had made the birthday cake for Dad, took over. From France, she is a lovely person, and chatted to Dad a while. Before leaving he saw Rytis who serves in the main restaurant. He made a fuss and chatted a while too.

A nice day for us all.



Walk Scenes

Sun shafts through the clouds over the Dash Valley. larger image

Overwater with Lowthwaite Fell behind. The rest of the Uldale Fells are lost in the clouds today. larger image


Summit of Binsey. The modern cairn is to the foreground, with the ancient tumulus beyond the trig point. larger image

Just the one summit today. Here we are by the trig point. It was windy as you can see by Grizzly's scarf. larger image


Following the descent, here is the gate from the open fell to the pasture beyond. larger image

Gloriously named Humble Jumble Gill larger image


The blackfaced sheep that posed for Dad. Sorry!
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Skiddaw group, from left - Bakestall, Broad End, Skiddaw, Carl Side, Long Side & Ullock Pike. larger image

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