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| A Country Diary Winters gone by The Lake District A Harry Griffin Monday January 3, 2000 The Guardian From my windows I can see that even the lowly Whinfell range is nicely dusted with snow while Grey Crag, much higher, gleams white in the morning sunshine. Could this so-called millennium winter prove the one for which Lakeland skiers have long been waiting - a winter with three or four months of snowbound fells, like the winters we enjoyed 30 to 40 years ago? So far, the prospects are quite encouraging. The last four weekends of 1999 provided modest skiing in Savage's Drift on Raise and on Boxing Day, when the new hut of the Lake District Ski Club, on the 2,500ft contour, was opened, there was two or three feet of wind-blown snow on this steep north-east slope. But I can remember days, years ago, when the depth of the snow in this exposed drift must have been at least 20ft, and one year when the skiing here lasted until May. About a dozen of us built the old hut during several weekends in 1958 but most of the work on the new hut was done by one devoted member who spent more than 60 nights on the site as he assembled the new hut around him. Savage's Drift was selected, just after the last war, as the north-east slope that each winter seemed to attract the greatest depth of snow in Lakeland. It was also of the required steepness and length to attract skiers. Other areas explored, I remember, included the upper slopes of White Side and Stybarrow Dodd to which we trundled a converted farm tractor for use as our first primitive rope tow. In the happy days before
global warming curtailed our winters we would usually finish a day on
Raise by skiing down the zigzags to Keppel Cove and along the mines road
or straight down the fellside to Glenridding. There were days when we
had to ski in blizzards or rain or when the snow had turned to ice, but
mostly I remember sunny days when we looked across Lakeland to the smooth
dome of Cross Fell in the snowbound Northern Pennines, and the glistening
white slopes stretching below us seemed almost as wonderful as the Alps.
Will 2000 bring another winter anything like the ones we remember so fondly?
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