{"id":862494,"date":"2026-10-15T20:14:33","date_gmt":"2026-10-15T19:14:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dpfr.org.uk\/wp_dpfr\/?p=862494"},"modified":"2026-10-15T20:14:35","modified_gmt":"2026-10-15T19:14:35","slug":"fading-light-and-when-to-indulge-in-eating-jelly-babies-14-oct-2026","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dpfr.org.uk\/wp_dpfr\/862494","title":{"rendered":"Fading light and when to indulge in eating Jelly Babies\u00a0– 14 Oct 2026"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

\u2018Tis the season, for mists and mellow fruitfulness and head torches, (forgive the mixing and ruining of quotations) this set the scene as we tentatively descended over the rocks and mud to the river bridge from Blackden carpark. It felt as if this could have been a sufficient albeit short outing for the Serious (Slow) Warts because it also included a temptingly narrow stream crossing; some feet became wet; some damp and some dry with no serious immersions. We were now ready for the steep climb up the nose of the Wicken with some of us slow, some fast and some in between. In mid climb, Pete had to strip off, either to cool down or to put more layers on, in the stronger wind but needless to say, he easily caught up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In time the gradient eased and there was a general feeling that a reward was needed, so at some convenient rocks we sat down (yes!) and handed round the Jelly Babies. Whilst we all seemed to enjoy them, there were objections; it was too early for treats since we hadn\u2019t reached the Seal Stones Edge path yet. This Puritanical complaint was waived side as we continued to gorge ourselves on one or two (maximum) jelly babies. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Resting near Seal Stones. Photo thanks to Chris<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Next, which way to Hartshorn? There was an expectation that Andy would choose a direct line, no path, bumpy and with a few groughs to cross but surprisingly and to general relief he chose to continue on the edge path to the head of Blackden Brook and to follow the fence from there almost to Hartshorn on a useful trod. A notable exception to this route was Pete who, bravely, took the direct line, and arrived at the same time as we did.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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At Hartshorn photo thanks to Chris<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Light was now fading but the wind wasn\u2019t so it was only a brief JB stop before we spread out across the moor to find the elusive Bob\u2019s Rock which has some commonality with other nearby groups of rocks in this area, difficult to find and in groups of three. So, having crossed many groughs draining into Blackden Brook, our first set of rocks emerged from the evening light (torches were now switched on) but it wasn\u2019t Bob\u2019s Rock and neither was the second set, so onto the third set which was BR.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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At Bob\u2019s Rock<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Another brief stop was taken for photos and JB\u2019s (we deserved them by now) and then up to the edge path for decisions to be made, where exactly should we drop off the edge to reach Dean Hill. We counted the groughs but how many were there before we should start our steep descent? We thought we could see Dean Hill in the general distant blackness so we made a guess and descended, rough to start with but as the gradient eased, luckily, a trod appeared which took us comfortably all the way to Dean Hill. We must find that trod again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To stir us out of our complacency, the descent from Dean Hill was bone and joint shaking, there was no relief and even when we reached the bridge, the very steep climb back up to the car park through the rocks and mud was thoroughly HARD!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We recovered a bit in the YBI with a pint of 1826, a brew possibly celebrating 200 years of the YBI (no Moonshine available). We never did find out definitely what was significant about 1826.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A thoroughly good outing, preparing us for the winter season. Thanks to all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Graham<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Our track, thanks to Chris<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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