Dunmallet (Dunmallard Hill)
Tuesday 26th October 2004 (am)
The outlying fells walk 12
Visiting Dunmallet (Dunmallard Hill) 775' from Pooley Bridge

Weather :- Glorious sunshine and warm - not bad for the end of October!

Accompanied by :- Phil, Matthew, Hannah and Robert

Total Distance :- Too short to measure, approx 330' of ascent. Time taken about an hour including stops to find walking sticks, walking along the pier and a loo stop in Pooley Bridge!

 

I had a week's holiday, a combination of looking after the kids during half term and trying to get stuck into some decorating. Charlotte seemed to want to do nothing more than spending all day at the stables with Ted (the horse). Matthew wanted to help with the decorating of his bedroom so that was OK. Monday morning and the paint stripping got finished after a week of trying. Next was sanding and as I hate this I was looking for any excuse not to do it, Matthew was with me on this one! Rescue arrived in the shape of a DVD through the post of a recent horse show that we went to. This was not just any old horse show though, after winning a few classes at local shows my wife and Ted (the horse) had been invited to represent the local horse society at the “Festival of Champions”. This involved a trip to Hollingworth Leisure Park near Rochdale where the winners from 67 affiliated horse shows from all over the North West battled it out to see who was the “Champion of Champions” This DVD was the “Mountain and Moorland – Large Breeds in hand Championship” Amazingly enough Garryhinch Fiachra Of Rosconn (Ted-the horse, to give him his proper name!) became reserve champion! This was some achievement for my wife who bought Ted only a year ago. When she told me it was a Conemara pony from Ireland that fact went over my head as I don't do horses. When she then told me it could compete in the Mountain and Moorland classes at horse shows my interest began to increase. At last we could share the same hobby, she could do the Mountain and Moorland classes at the horse shows and I could walk in the Mountains and Moorlands, I mean how cool was that! Joking aside this was some achievement and I am very proud of them both. I still don't do horses but seem to spend an alarming amount of time with horses and at the stables. I still haven't got a clue what makes a good one or a bad one but many different judges think that Ted is a good one! So me and Matthew spent some time watching this DVD and when the wife came home from work we watched it again, and again. Watching this DVD seemed to put the wife in a good mood as she did not comment on the lack of progress with the decorating (can you see where this is leading yet?)

After watching her moment of glory she asked what I was going to do tomorrow as the weather forecast was the best one of the week (I seemed to sense a gift horse here!) I said that I needed to get all of the woodwork sanded down BUT (the gift horse was opening it's mouth now!) I wouldn't mind taking Matthew up to the Lakes for a walk. We all seemed to agree, not a bad idea at all. What a result! Rescued from the decorating and permission to go walking. Sometimes life is fair after all!

When I visited my sister that night I mentioned that I was going to the Lakes and wondered what Hannah and Robert (my niece and nephew, Matthew's cousins) were doing. It so happened that Phil was off and that they were discussing what to do minutes before I arrived. So that was that. Me and Matthew, Phil, Hannah and Robert would go for a walk, I mean everything just fell into place.

It did not take much thinking about before I had the plan in my head, in fact I am sure that it came to me in a vision whilst I was stripping paint (or was that just the fumes from the paint stripper!) I know that I keep promising myself to do the outlying fells on my own and that Green Quarter Fell was next but two little walks at either end of the Lake District that I thought were probably going to be a waste of a days walking just cried out to me to be done in a day, the big advantage of these two fells were that they would definitely not be too much for Matthew. So that was how this unexpected walk came to be.

 

Dunmallet from the north The bridge over the River Eamont

Driving up the M6 we had a chorus of “are we there yet dad?” and “is that the hill we are climbing dad?” Thankfully this did not last for too long. The weather was looking very bad, dark clouds and rain until we reached Penrith and then all of a sudden it was sunshine! Driving towards Pooley Bridge from the A66 I stopped to snap a photo of Dunmallet. Parking was at a premium and we ended up with one of the last spaces in the car park. Pooley Bridge was very busy today, but then again it always is!

The river level is very high A helpful signpost

The water levels in the river were the highest I have seen them, the ducks were loving it! Getting over the bridge was an interesting time, it reminded my of playing Pac Man only this time it was cars and the bus chasing us while we tried to hide in the refuges on the bridge. Once over the bridge we came across a signpost and after letting the kids wander off in the wrong direction for a few steps I pointed them in the right direction. I was surprised by how bright and warm it felt after weeks of gloomy weather my eyes were still trying to adjust to the sunshine!

The three youngsters complete with walking sticks The path through the woods towards Dacre

After doing this walk many years ago as AW suggested ie after a meal and a few drinks in the Sun Inn with Charlotte on a camping trip up here, I knew that doing this walk in an anticlockwise direction was the best way. Last time we went clockwise and ended up battling through waist high bracken to get to the top. This way was along a very wide path that gradually gained height. Even though it was gradual I was dismayed to look behind me and see the kids struggling up. It took me a while to realize that they had spent some time looking for, grading, testing, and discarding until they found the perfect walking stick! I had forgotten about this, kids need walking sticks to go walking! While me and Phil looked on stick after stick was tested until all three were satisfied.

Leaving the path and heading towards the top Nearing the top (summit?)

Once the path leveled out we came across a stile that led into a field. This was the continuation of the path to Dacre and at this point we could make out another path that headed straight up towards the top of Dunmallet. The path up was quite steep and being grass was quite slippy. The kids raced ahead while me and Phil followed at a more leisurely and quiet pace. As a result of this quiet walking we managed to catch sight of a rabbit or hare in the bracken, the kids did not believe us though! The path eased in gradient and the top came into view. There was a place just before the top that if you stood and looked round you could see a very old embankment running around the summit. I was wondering if this was the old fort that is marked on the maps. It was there if you knew what you were looking for but just a dip in the ground if you did not, I think!

Dunmallet summit cairn A local resident

Loud voices greeted us at the summit. A group of kids were at the top, playing some sort of adventure game. In my childhood it would have been “I'm the king of the castle” or something. At least they had the grace to move away from the top whilst we stood there! There was no view from the top, just a trace of a small cairn that marked the top and as the kids had moved only a few yards away I would be too embarrassed to set up a summit photo using the timer! So with only one photo of the summit cairn(ish) we carried on and followed the path straight over the top. We had only gone a few feet before the kids had reclaimed the summit for themselves again! Full marks to them for letting us have our moment at the summit alone thought! Leaving the summit we soon came across a natural obstacle in our descent. Whilst we stood above a ten foot embankment that looked really slippy the kids noticed a rabbit or hare just a few feet away. We believed them and even took photographic evidence to prove it!

Heading downwards The path through the trees

We followed a path that led down towards Ullswater. In the odd clearing that we came across we really felt the sun. Matthew said something along the lines of “it's a great sunbathing place this dad”, sometimes I really think that Matthew takes after his mum more than he does me! But it was nice and warm. Blue sky's above us and through the trees we could see Ullswater, it was just a shame that we could not see anything else!

Stopping for a photo opportunity The path near the road

The path in places disappeared but if we kept going we soon came across it again. In places it was steep and with all the fallen leaves it made for slippy walking. We came across a large boulder, the first sign of rock on the walk and the kids could not resist. It did make a good photo opportunity though! From this boulder we could see the multi coloured jackets of other walkers following the path along the tree line of Dunmallet. We took a bee line for this path and then followed it around the hill until we reached another sign post. We could have carried on and got back to our starting point but I fancied a look at the ferry pier so we took a sharp turn to the left and soon found ourselves on the road.

The ferry pier Hallin Fell and Place Fell

This road has no footpath and again I felt like I was playing Pac Man until we reached the ferry pier. We walked through the ticket office onto the pier and walked to the end. The views up Ullswater were great. From here the view towards the Far Eastern and Eastern Fells looked great. I even managed to get a photo looking back to Dunmallet but its huge bulk would not fit into one photo! By now all of our stomachs were rumbling so it was time to head back along the road to Pooley Bridge .

Dunmallet from the end of the pier Track log from the walk

As Phil is in the process of trying to decide on a new digital camera when we reached the bridge I thought I would show off the zoom and image stabilization features of my new Canon camera. On the sky line I thought I could see something so I zoomed in and snapped the photo. On the camera display I thought they looked like some people out on a pony trek. To my naked eye they just seemed to be black specks. When I got home and uploaded all of the photos onto my PC I was amazed to find that the ponies were loose. I then checked out some old photos of a walk pre web site days and began to wonder, could these fell ponies be the same ones that I had seen on Mardale Ill Bell years ago? A quick check on the map and as there seemed to be no man made obstruction such as walls between here and there I presumed that they are one and the same! I wonder what Ted would make of such a large turn out field! I have often thought about those ponies, does someone own them or are they “wild” When I did get a close up view of them they certainly seemed friendly but unkempt, not a patch on our Ted!

Zooming in on the Fell Ponies on Heughscar Hill...are they the same as these taken on Mardale Ill Bell in September 2002?
 
The Millennium Fish Cross in Pooley Bridge Matthew practicing his climbing skills

This walk seems to have developed a rather “horsey” feel to it now!. Phil and the kids needed the loo so we detoured into Pooley Bridge . Whilst they answered the call of nature I took a photo of Pooley Bridge 's monument to the millennium. The inscriptions around the cross make interesting reading. Back at the car I thought it would be a good idea to drive down Ullswater to a lay bye by the Lake shore to have our lunch. At this lay bye we had all of ten square feet of shore line to enjoy our lunch at. Last year I had come here and managed to walk hundreds of yards in either direction along the shore line, I told you the water levels were high! Matthew seemed more interested in practicing his climbing skills here than eating.

Our lunch spot by Ullswater Lamb for lunch anyone?

I was hungry and soon finished of all of the provisions that I had brought. Getting bored with the climbing the kids started to see if they could have some fun skimming stones across Ullswater. I showed them how it was done of course and then retired to the car. After packing the lunch stuff away I started to play with the camera again. Apart from Gowbarrow Fell and its crags which brought back many happy memories of my first attempts at rock climbing when on an Outward Bound course back in 1981 I also spotted a crow tucking into something in the fields across the road. It was a good job that I had already eaten!

Gowbarrow Fell...and zooming in on Yew Crag were I first started climbing in 1981

With a last look at the crags of Gowbarrow Fell I gathered Phil and the Kids back to the car and we headed south towards our next walk of the day, Gummer's How. We had all enjoyed Dunmallet, the weather had made all the difference. Whatever the weather it is a walk that is probably best saved for after a meal in one of the pubs in Pooley Bridge and not as a day out. I was pleased to find that the general consensus amongst the kids was that it was too easy! This was fine by me as we drove south, Gummer's How would be more to their liking!