Sunday's report a bit late cos i was typing it out on Sunday night and going well, when somewhere along the line I pressed some wrong button, probably cos I was half watching Gladiator on the TV, subsequently pressed another button without studying all the options and lost the ruddy lot. It was 1230 by then and i gave up and went to bed. So i will start again now and hope i rememeber what i wanted to say
The day dawned dry but very misty and I could not see the playing fields 200 yards away let alone Loughrigg Fell which was to one of my aims for the day. By 0830 the sun had burnt through and the original plan for the day was a goer. Rucksack packed and camera and bits ready I was out of the door before 0900. A steady stroll through the playing field and out onto the backroad towards Pelter Bridge and headed toward Rydal Water but turned off to Rydal Mount. It was still relatively early but the reasonable had persuaded quite a lot of people to take advantage and get out. From Rydal Mount it was across the old 'coffin road' along the side of Nab Scar. Called the Coffin Road because before St Mary's church in Ambleside was consecrated the dead had to be taken to Grasmere for burial. Was collared by at least 2 groups of people who asked me to take full group pics of them on their cameras. Towards the end of the coffin road is the turn off to Alcock Tarn which was my first objective of the day.. The sign showed 1 1/4 miles and must have taken at least an hour, maybe a bit more, up a seriously steep gradient, 1 in 4 (25%) and steeper in parts. Lots of others tackling it as well so it was quite busy route both up and down. Apparently the majority who tackle to climd return by the same route as the northern descent is decidely risky to say the least. Anyway funally reached to top and the small lake of Alcock Tarn. Found a suitable piece of bankside to sit and partake of my lunch whils t amusing myself by throwing little bits of bread into the shallows and watching hundred of tiny fish attack and demolish with amazing speed. A little wander a bit further along the lake to see for any photo opportunities but the like was so hazy it was hardly worth bothering but who knows there may be something there when i get to look at them properly. Back down the way I came, not the day for risking life and limb, and going down only took about 20 minutes. From the bottom it was a very easy stroll into Grasmere where i had a much deserved ice cream on the vallage green, along with countless others. From Grasmere it was off down the west side of the lake to the bottom of Loughrigg, a very easy stroll so plenty of time to get my breath back before attacking the fairly gentle but very long, trudge up Loughrigg Terrace which gives, on a good day, commanding views of Grasmere and the flls to the north. However at the end of this relatively easy stretch comes a very sharp left turn which heads up to thevery top of Loughrigg which was my 2nd main objective of the day. What a climb. As steep if not steeper than the track up to Alcock Tarn, with countless false flats and 'pretend' summits. You see what seems like the top only to get there and realise there is another 400 yards to what seems to be the next summit and on and on like this what seemed like an eternity. Anyway finally reached to top which again was very busy with folk all of the same idea as me. Had a rest for 20 minutes or so and setoff down the southern slopes to wards Ambleside. Again a lot easier than going bt with one or two tricky craggy outcrops to be negotiated. Finally reached the lower, flatter, slopes and from there it was plain sailing into Ambleside and you may well be surprised but my first stop was at the White Lion for a very hard earned pinto of Magners cider. Sat out on one of the tables at the front of the hostelry watching the world and his dog go by and reflectiing ona splendid days walking, albeit a bit more strenuous that I had originally anticipated......if only the visibility had not bee so hazy. Got another pint and then the expected rain started only very light but enough to make eveyone scramble inside. By the time i came out it was raining quite steadily so the fleece came out of the rucksack and the camera was safley stowed in the rucksack. Back at my little cottage within 5 minutes so not very wet, and totally satisfied with my day. Had a shower, made something to eat and sat down for a few hours.
Today is quite overcast but clearer than yesterday but that is down to the rain most of the night which has certainly cleared the air. The only plan for today is a trip to Hawkshead to meet upwith Vince for an hour or so and then maybe I'll make my way to Bowness 'cos one of the outdoor shops has a sale on so maybe see what i can find there. There is always the swans, geese and boats to ppoint the camera at so see what happens
All being well the next installment will appear later on this evening.....