Identifier: cu31924103707968 (find matches)
Title: Rock-climbing in the English Lake District
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Jones, Owen Glynne Abraham, George Dixon, 1872- Abraham, Ashley Perry, 1876-1951 Wordsworth Collection
Subjects: Mountaineering
Publisher: Keswick, Cumberland, G.P. Abraham
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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top, and we at the summit were of the same mind.Then our tourists were tied separately to the rope, andhauled up through the fall. It was very uncomfort-able for them, but we got as wet ourselves later on.We hoped that their bedraggled condition wouldprompt them to a speedy descent and a relinquish-ment, for that day at least, of the joys of crag-climbing.That pitch was the last in the gully of any magnitude,and our friends were able to walk out easily on to theopen fell and so down to Borrowdale. We ourselvesgave one last look around for the hundred-feet fallthat was to finish Combe Ghyll, and then, finding itnot, we bore rapidly westwards across the mountainin search of the genuine article. As we skirted the foot of the crags we passedtwo small gullies that rose steeply above us, and thatfor a moment made us stop to consider their qualifi-cations. In twenty minutes from the top of CombeGhyll we cume to the first deep and well markedwatercourse. It was our liaven Crag Gully, and when
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RAVEN CRAG GULLY 243 we peered up into its dark recesses we felt that goodsport was at last before us. We finished the rem-nants of our lunch and drank a little water. It wasnot a tempting beverage, for the rocks just abovewere covered with objectionable vegetation, and thesupply was so much below the average that the poolsseemed almost stagnant. Also, I was haunted withthe recollection of a dead sheep that we had passedin the other gully, lying on a ledge close to thestream. Mountain water is not always free frommicrobes, especially in those craggy regions wheresheep come to grief. We started on the climb close by a little pool ofwater at the foot of a short and greasy pitch. It couldhave been taken direct, but we worked round thebuttress on the left and entered the gully a few feethigher. Then, penetrating well into the recess, wewere at once confronted by the first big pitch. Asteep buttress divided the gully into two parts, theleft-hand recess being cut deeply into the mountainand

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