After arriving in the Lakes late on Friday evening with our friends Scott and Helen we pitched up camp and spent a very cold first night in our new tent.
On the Saturday we planned a long walk, which incorporated quite a few Wainwright’s. Our plan was to head for Rannerdale Knotts, however, we took the wrong path from the car, so we decided to head straight for Whiteless Pike and go to Rannerdale on the way back. The path took us along a very scenic route up by the side of a stream gradually climbing upwards. After a while we deviated away from the stream and the ascent got a little steeper, in fact we commented that it was a mountain that just kept taking……………..every time we thought the summit was in sight a further summit would appear in the distance. Scott and Molly went off ahead and we all eventually made it to the real summit.
It was extremely cold at the top and we saw that to reach the summit of our next fell (Wandhope) we had to cross a ridge that looked extremely exposed to the wind. So we took a few moments to put some more layers on. The ridge actually looked a lot worse than it actually was and in no time at all we seemed to be at the top of Wandhope, were we found some shelter from the wind and stopped to have some lunch.
It was at this point that Niki decided that we could easily complete another 3 peaks that were in close distance, along with Rannerdale on our way back. So after lunch we headed up towards Grasmoor, this is the largest fell in Wainwright’s North Western book and it did look mighty grand sitting in the background. To say that it is quite a big fell, it was actually quite a pleasurable journey to the top, then there’s long flattish top, which you have to walk along to get to the true summit.
We then made our way down to Eel Crag, which had some spectacular views. However, Scott was scared to death looking down over the edge as he had a weird urge to jump!!!! So we didn’t stick around for long and made our way over to Sail. This again was an easy gentle walk, however, we kept getting held up by a group of 40 people on an organised trip and we spent the whole time trying to lose them!
On our way down from Sail we stopped for a picnic on the side of a sheltered slope and were passed again by our friends on the trip. All of these people seemed to think that Molly was lovely and at one point we lost her as she decided to go off with them because they were eating (very embarrassing!)
Our final ascent was up Rannerdale and this was a really nice little fell. There was a little bit of climbing involved, and a great view of the fells that we had done today. Then we made our way back to the car and Niki got talking to the man who was the leader of the organised group. He apologised for getting in our way all day and he gave Molly a chocolate berry. All was forgiven
On the Saturday we planned a long walk, which incorporated quite a few Wainwright’s. Our plan was to head for Rannerdale Knotts, however, we took the wrong path from the car, so we decided to head straight for Whiteless Pike and go to Rannerdale on the way back. The path took us along a very scenic route up by the side of a stream gradually climbing upwards. After a while we deviated away from the stream and the ascent got a little steeper, in fact we commented that it was a mountain that just kept taking……………..every time we thought the summit was in sight a further summit would appear in the distance. Scott and Molly went off ahead and we all eventually made it to the real summit.
It was extremely cold at the top and we saw that to reach the summit of our next fell (Wandhope) we had to cross a ridge that looked extremely exposed to the wind. So we took a few moments to put some more layers on. The ridge actually looked a lot worse than it actually was and in no time at all we seemed to be at the top of Wandhope, were we found some shelter from the wind and stopped to have some lunch.
It was at this point that Niki decided that we could easily complete another 3 peaks that were in close distance, along with Rannerdale on our way back. So after lunch we headed up towards Grasmoor, this is the largest fell in Wainwright’s North Western book and it did look mighty grand sitting in the background. To say that it is quite a big fell, it was actually quite a pleasurable journey to the top, then there’s long flattish top, which you have to walk along to get to the true summit.
We then made our way down to Eel Crag, which had some spectacular views. However, Scott was scared to death looking down over the edge as he had a weird urge to jump!!!! So we didn’t stick around for long and made our way over to Sail. This again was an easy gentle walk, however, we kept getting held up by a group of 40 people on an organised trip and we spent the whole time trying to lose them!
On our way down from Sail we stopped for a picnic on the side of a sheltered slope and were passed again by our friends on the trip. All of these people seemed to think that Molly was lovely and at one point we lost her as she decided to go off with them because they were eating (very embarrassing!)
Our final ascent was up Rannerdale and this was a really nice little fell. There was a little bit of climbing involved, and a great view of the fells that we had done today. Then we made our way back to the car and Niki got talking to the man who was the leader of the organised group. He apologised for getting in our way all day and he gave Molly a chocolate berry. All was forgiven
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