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The dogs were
raring to go, as usual, and who could blame them on a day like this?
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The Derwent was
flowing sedately within its banks (last week it was flooding), and
there was no hint that yesterday it was snowing, hailing and sunny all
on the same day...
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The
view north across the top of Walla Crag to Skiddaw
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The
path up to Bleaberry Fell. Steep towards the end, but dry all the
way...
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The
cairn near the top of Bleaberry Fell, with Skiddaw, Bassenthwaite Lake
- and Scotland - in the distance.
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The
start of the bog, with the Helvellyn ridge in the background.
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Samba
getting well stuck in...
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An
island in the bog: the top of High Seat, with Sophie not particularly
impressed.
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The
plateau at High Seat is really quite wide: probably over a mile.
And this is what it looks like. The trouble is that you have to
spend your time looking intently down at it, to avoid losing your boot
in the bog*, rather than at the high fells in the distance...
* No kidding: my young daughter once did just that between High Seat
and High Tove - but then I have to admit that she was also the daughter
who fell over skiing and was parted from not just her ski but also her
ski-boot. She does now remember to tie her boots up...
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We
will draw a veil over the excursion down and across to Armboth Fell,
and then back to High Tove. From there you descend west to firmer
ground and Watendlath.
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This
picture shows the beck emerging from Watendlath Tarn.
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The
little waterfall just below the hamlet.
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