Height: 394 metres / 1293 feet Grid reference: NY 32479 06641 Category: The Central Fells
Time for another short walk with Fletcher in tow today, he seems to enjoy the outdoor life and it is interesting to watch him grow when everything is new – crossing a stream, climbing a stile etc are all part of the fell walking experience and something you take for granted but having a new new boy along for the walk reminds you that there are always new hurdle to overcome.
The day certainly didn’t promise much as I set off this morning when everything was flat and dull. As I climbed towards Silver How, the skies began parting and the sun came out to light up the fells in autumnal glory. A great little walk this turned out to be and I wished I had more time to let me walk a while longer. The wind that accompanied the sunshine and blew away all the clouds was a cold one though, bringing a little touch of winter to the proceedings. Today I had some new Scarpa Trek GTX to try out too so we’ll see how they fare over the next couple of months.
This wasn’t where I intended to go today but in the northern half of the Lakes, over Dunmail Raise it was raining heavily and continued to do so all morning. Back at Grasmere it was also raining when I set off but it soon cleared with the clouds swirling on and off the high fells leaving behind a fresh carpet of snow on them. The backdrop to today’s walk was the sound of the hunt – the horn, the shouts and the dogs. I think Dougal and Casper quite fancied joining in!
Everywhere was overcast and gray this morning but I felt sure the sun would burn through eventually, though not during my walk unfortunately. Despite the lack of views and apparent gloominess it was a lovely day – very still and peaceful – and this turned out to be a really easy walk and a good circular route.
Today I met up with Andy Lang nice and early for a walk around Easedale and up onto High Raise, the centre of the Lake District. It was very clear this morning but the best of the sunshine was early on and once up onto High Raise the wind was icy. On the way up to Grasmere, all the stretches of water I passed were covered in a thick blanket of mist – here comes winter.