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What a poor showing. 2018 will be better!
1. BPC #102: I Made This!, 2. BPC 108: Blythe Confessions!, 3. BPC 111: My Favorite Toy, 4. BPC#114: Once Upon A Time II, 5. BPC #119 Don't you know who I am?!, 6. BPC #120: Pew Pew Pew!, 7. BPC #123: New Year, New You! (Resolutions 2), 8. BPC #128 April Foolishness III, 9. BPC #130 Tea Time With Blythe, 10. BPC 136 "Who's Calling, Please?", 11. BPC 132 Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Blythe, 12. Blythe Physical Challenge #138 Blythe and Cats, 13. BPC #140 Nude in Public II, Au Naturel, 14. BPC Year in Review, 15. Blythe Physical Challenge, 2011 in Review, 16. A year of Blythe Physical Challenges, 17. Blythe Physical Challenge - 2013 The Year in Review, 18. Blythe Physical Challenge #1, 19. Blythe Physical Challenge #2, 20. Blythe Physical Challenge #3 - Where's Blythe?
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Originally my plan was to head for a wild-camp around Beckhead Tarn between Great Gable and Kirk Fell, but the combination of a late start and oncoming rain has persuaded me to pitch here not far short of the summit of Green Gable. As soon as I was pitched the rain and wind turned up to storm levels and for a short time I felt pretty smug, but it didn't last and was soon replaced by worries about being blown away.. Well I set two new 2012 records with this camp, first its the highest at 2,400' and secondly its my longest enforced in-tent fester! Night became day, then morning morphed to noon and afternoon to night again and still I was sitting it out. Long since having given up on getting my walk round the Pillar Red Pike option there seemed nothing else to do and time if it doesn't fly in these situations, it certainly goes, and in this case it went from tea-time on Wednesday till noon on Friday! But why is it that when it would be really useful to have a copy of War and Peace with you, its never there? Still, I amused myself by a bit of schoolboy sing-song verisfying:
GREEN WITH ENVY
First verse:
Many a trail I’ve tramped and trodden
Many a camp’s been damp and sodden
Here’s another for the table
Endless night upon Green Gable
Chorus:
Oh the wind blew in from Mickledore
The rain lashed down
With a monsoon roar
The night was black
As a harlot’s tooooomb
And the storms
Ripped up
From Gillercombe
Second Verse:
The morning came
As mornings do
I stirred myself
And stirred a brew
The weather Gods
Were malcontent, said
Listen boy
Keep in yer tent:
Chorus
Oh the wind blew in from Mickledore
The rain lashed down
With a monsoon roar
The night was black
As a harlot’s tooooomb
And the storms
Ripped up
From Gillercombe
Third Verse
Got through the night
And in the morn
Still no respite
From the storm
I’ve shot my bolt
And pushed my luck
And now its time
To get to (?) work!
Chorus:
Oh the wind blew in from Mickledore
The rain lashed down
With a monsoon roar
The night was black
As a harlot’s tooooomb
And the storms
Ripped up
From Gillercombe
(Well it passes the time).