|This picture, taken from
the other side of the lake a few days beforehand, shows the main
Buttermere ridge, which we climbed initially up from the village via
Bleaberry Tarn, just above the vertical gash in Red Pike on the
right. The top of Red Pike is just out of sight on the right,
High Stile fills the centre of the picture, High Crag is on the
left. We continued to the left over Haystacks and Fleetwith Pike,
along the side of the lake from Gatesgarth.
across Buttermere, at 10am (which I have always found a great time to
photograph lakes. Photographers will probably say that daybreak
is even better, but I sadly cannot comment...)
|Fleetwith again, from up
Red Pike above the wooded area around this side of the lake. This
is a steep path and, some 20+ years ago, Joanna and I found it a
struggle. But in those distant days it was entirely "natural",
with plenty of
erosion even then. Now almost all the path, except the last 300
yards at the top, is a beautifully graded path to best National Park
standards. You can tell from the top section, which is a real
mess underfoot and very steep, what it used to be like...
|The view north-west towards
Grasmoor, which is on the left.
|Told you it was steep...
|Crummock Water and little
Rannerdale Knotts, below Grasmoor.
is the bowl below the top of Red Pike, which is on the right.
Bleaberry Tarn lies lies just over the brow ahead, and you can see the
path up to the summit on the right.
down on Bleaberry Tarn. About 20 years ago I met a man on the top
of Red Pike, with his young son. He carried a fishing rod -
which, I think you will agree, is not that usual for a
fell-walker. "Ah," he said when I asked, "we're going down to
Bleaberry for a
couple of hours, to catch our evening meal". And off they
went. I still don't know if they caught anything, or indeed
whether there were fish in the Tarn.
(and Scotland) from the top of Red Pike
can see the top of Red Pike from the Newlands Valley, and this is
why. Blencathra and Derwentwater are in the distance beyond
we're going - High Stile. It was here that I lost my blue LDNP
cap: I took it off going up Red Pike, since it was not sunny, and
hooked it around my rucksack webbing. At the top of Red Pike, I
got something from my rucksack, said to myself "Don't forget the cap
lying there on the ground", put my rucksack back on - and walked off
without the cap...
I realised what had happened when I was nearly on the top of High Stile, and went back, but no cap. Judging by the wind direction, it is probably down by Bleaberry Tarn now, so please look out for it - I've had it for only two months, having of course lost the previous one!
the top of High Stile
High Stile. Ennerdale is a valley which really needs sun, I have
concluded, since all day today the splendours of Pillar, etc were
almost invisible in the relative gloom. So, no pictures...
Mellbreak and Crummock Water
the right, plus the Ard Crags ridge in front of the higher ridge from
Causey Pike to Eel Crags.
going: Fleetwith Pike, in front of Dale Head (where we're not going).
and Red Pike.
|On the way to
High Crag (not down here), you see glimpses of Buttermere and
comes into view down below us.
opposite view from the previous picture: High Crag from the lower
slopes of Haystacks.
north-east from Haystacks.
|Not sure if
this was the top of Haystacks, but it certainly was the cairn with the
cairns on the journey....
picture of Innominate Tarn, where AW exhorts walkers to be careful not
to tread on his ashes, which are scattered here. Now not
Innominate but Wainwright Tarn.
Can you think of anyone in this country who has given, and continues to give, more pleasure to people of all ages than Alfred Wainwright?
on the way to Fleetwith Pike. It's heather time..
over Buttermere. The reverse picture, towards Fleetwith Pike form
Buttermere, is a classic photograph, but it has suffered from the great
storm of January 2005, which took out some of the trees you can see on
the lakeside. See the picture below.
bad, is it...?
hut at Dubs Quarry, on the flank of Fleetwith Pike. The people
are from Carlisle Ramblers, who had chartered a coach for the day to
bring 54 (!) walkers to Buttermere. Fortunately, they were not
all on this walk...
quarry is still very much in operation.
This JCB, plus some of his mates, was building a new road, so expansion is obviously planned.
|By now the
clouds had lifted just enough for us to see Gable, on the left, and
Scafell in the distance.
pose: dogs in front of summit cairn, this time on Fleetwith Pike
|Three lakes in
|And the sun
was coming out...
|Where we had
|Down again at
lake level: Gatesgarth.
|High Crag and
between the trees.
sparkling in the sun.