When I reached the Lingmell ColI came through the mist and into a fantastic dawn. On the climb to the summit it was already dawn and it was a fabulous sight, here looking to Lingmell and Great Gable appearing through the cloud in the early light.

Frozen rocks on the summit made the going slippery, here with Fletcher camouflaged against them. I hit the summit dead on sunrise at 08:25, phew!

Scafell Pike sunrise - fantastic!

It was beautiful the way the rising sun lit up the rocks - and Scafell - like a martian landscape.

Great Gable and Green Gable through the mist, beyond is Grasmoor.

looking along the Scafells to a distant Blencathra left and the Helvellyn ridge above the cloud.

Skiddaw...just appearing.

Sunrise panoramic.

I was joined by runner Dan on the summit to witness the sunrise.

Me with Fletcher.

The Coniston fells and sun pillar.

Scafell and beyond an ocean of clouds.

As the sun rises, Scafell Pike casts a shadow with a Brocken Spectre visible .

All looking good now the sun has risen. I talked to one other person (the 'Wasdale Womble'!) but apart from that the roof of england was all mine for a good half hour this morning.

We headed over to the southern cairn for a closer look at the sea of cloud and sat with a coffee for a while to contemplate life. Looking back to the main summit there is still no one around.

Coniston.

Fletcher looking down on Pen, Crinkle Crags beyond.

Any biscuits?

Bowfell and Crinkle Crags panoramic.

Blencathra all alone.

Time to move on much as I wanted to stay. The next stop would be Scafell via Lord's Rake so first of all we need to head down to Mickledore over more treacherous icy rocks.

The sun beating down on Mickledore.

Closer up on the edge of the inversion.

Looking across Mickledore to Broad Stand. The cloud was pouring over the ridge as we crossed.

Fletcher wondering which way we are going.

At the top of Lord's Rake looking back to Scafell Pike. The chock stone has fallen since the last time I was here (admittedly it was a while ago!) and the way round the top was a bit of a squeeze.

Pillar and the Mosedale fells.

Lingmell and Great Gable.

The Scafells from the summit.

Looking across Scafell to Symonds Knott - only the highest fells are through the clouds now as it has lifted - Lingmell has disappeared.

The view to the south.

Great Gable and Skiddaw (which looks so close!).

Fairfield beyond Esk Pike, the gentle rise of High Street to the right.

Time to head down (steeper than I remember!) from Scafell and into the clouds. As we headed down the sun was directly shining behind us projecting Brocken Spectres.

Once you se one you can't stop seeing them.

Brocken Spectre and 270 degree fogbow.

I don't recall having seen a fogbow before.

Down below the clouds was this - a different world to the one I have just spent the morning in!