where we are going to finish the walk:
this is where we started: Steel Fell, looking north.
was not the top of Steel Fell: like Barrow, Steel Fell has not
one but two false summits, as you can see from this picture taken
towards the end of the walk, from the flank of Helm Crag.
You can also see that the weather deteriorated during the walk...
picture was taken from just above the first false summit, looking south
towards Grasmere and Windermere.
top top of Steel Fell. On the OS map, this point seems to be
called Dead Pike, and that cairn certainly resembles a sort of
gravestone. Anybody know the history?
we are going from Steel Fell: High Raise on the left
old county boundary fence, near the top of Steel Fell.
Thirlmere is the lake.
towards Brownrigg Moss, from Calf Crag.
view north-west as you climb towards High Raise from Greenup
Edge. Sergeant's Crag and Heron Crag are in the middle
distance, with the Newland's Round fells behind them.
High Raise, which is pretty much in the centre of the Lakes, you should
be able to see just about everything - but not today! Pity
the clouds came down as we went up...
Looking west from the High Raise cairn, towards Glaramara and great Gable in the murky background.
north-west this time: the craggy one behind the cairn is Honister Crag,
with High Stile looming behind that.. Grisedale Pike is just
visible on the right in the far distance.
south towards the Langdales, Crinkle Crags and Bowfell.
descended rapidly from High Raise, since it looked decidedly rainy and
windy, but in fact we had no rain the whole day. The route lay
grassland via Birks Gill.
|Now on the
other side of Far Easedale, we are looking back along the ridge from
the top of Gibson Knott.
|The path along
the ridge to Helm Crag.
rock at the top of Helm Crag, which looks different from virtually any
angle. From Grasmere it looks (according to the Victorians) like
"the Lion and the Lamb"; from here, and certainly from Thirlmere, it's
a howitzer. Take your pick...
|The rock is
quite large, and well beyond my ability as a climber. This
picture was taken after a bit of scrambling half way up the rock.
That's the A591 down there.
|A triumph for
the First Team: the dogs posing near the bottom of Helm Crag, in front
of an almost vertical ladder stile, which they had hopped over without
any problem. These stiles are certainly not built for dogs, and I
live in continual fear of a catastrophe. Part of the problem is
that they reach the stile about a hundred yards ahead of me, so I am in
no position to help them. They charge over, and wait nonchalantly
on the other side. But one time the waiting Samba had blood on
her mouth, and there was a great smear of mud on her shoulder, so they
are not infallible. And they don't seem to slow down much,