This is a
great walk, with
some strenuous ups and downs and marvellous views. This time we
were accompanied by some friends from deepest Surrey, up for the
weekend. This was unfortunately the only day they saw the sun -
one enthusiast got carried away and put on his shorts: not a good idea,
as you will see.
Here are the pictures (you can click on any picture to get a larger version).
Here are the pictures (you can click on any picture to get a larger version).
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On the way up to
Barrow Door, with Skiddaw at our back |
| Cutting up to Sail
Pass, Outerside in the background. |
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After
an early lunch at Sail Pass, Samba views the formidable slog up Sail
with some distaste. |
| The
path up Sail is almost as eroded as the shorter climb up Scar Crags on
the other side of Sail Pass |
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Looking
down from Sail across Newlands to the Helvellyn ridge in the distance. |
| And down Sail
Beck to Buttermere, which is just visible in front of High Stile.
Our route is up to the right. |
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Tackling the
last "up" of the walk: from Sail to Eel Crags |
| We
made it! Vince, Jenny, Brian, Barbara, Roger and Roseanne on the top of
Eel Crags - and the sun was still out
(just). So we had managed to see at least some of the best views
in the Lakes. |
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Looking from Eel Crags east towards
Keswick and the distant Pennines. |
| The view north
over Hopegill Head to Scotland. |
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This is
Addacomb Hole, between Sail on the left and Wandope, rising steeply on
the right. |
| Climbing out
of the Hole up this arete onto the top of Wandope I can remember as a
very silly way of spending ten minutes after a large sandwich
lunch. But today we just strolled up to the summit along the
ridge on the right. |
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Well, perhaps "strolling" isn't quite right. The wind and rain had moved in, and poor Brian had cold knee-caps... |
| But we could
still see quite a distance. The sharp profile of Aikin Knott
points the way east from Wandope. |
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The path
south to Whiteless Pike. |
| Really cold knee-caps... |
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Crummock Water
and Loweswater, from Whiteless Pike. |
| "I trust
you're departing now...?" |
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Rannerdale,
from Whiteless Pike. |
| Fields of
bluebells... |
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Sail Beck, as
you descend through the woods into Buttermere. |
| One of the
definite advantages of rain in the fells... |
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