3 Fells and a Bob

The first weekend where the weather wasn't horrendous with promises of dry, bright, sunny and calm days meant only 1 thing.  Bob was quickly packed after work on Friday with all the necessary things we'd need for a weekend in the lakes and off we set.

Approaching Keswick we found that the A66 was closed a few miles before Keswick and if we planned to stop at our Castlerigg spot then we'd have a heck of a detour.  We pulled off before the road closure and found ourselves on back roads, some very narrow, around the Mell Fells and after 10 mins or so found a lovely spot to park up on a bridge over a river.

What a spot this proved to be.  In the morning we had a red squirrel peeking in and it danced around for a few mins before heading off to the forest, we had a dipper in the river below and a massive fox crossed the field in front of us, keeping its beady eye on us as it crossed.  All that wildlife and we hadn't even had breakfast.

We were soon dressed and on our way to park up for our walk.  Honister was our destination for parking as today we'd planned to head for Great Gable taking in Grey Knotts, Brandreth & Green Gable.  I'd done Green and Great Gable before but Grey Knotts & Brandreth were ticks for me, yay!

The forecast was proving correct with the sun shining down on us as the cold wind bit at my face.  It wasn't long after we got going that I began to warm up and as there was very little wind at this point it was quite pleasant.  The initial part of the walk is fairly steep up the side of Grey Knotts but this kind of path is great because you gain great height in a short space of time and the distraction is all the gorgeous views opening up around you.

At the top of Grey Knotts we took the obligatory trig pics and set off towards Brandreth.

The higher we got the windier it got but it wasn't uncomfortable at all.  What else was noticeable was that the higher we got the icier it got and the ice/snow patches were becoming more frequent.  We knew that most of the high hills were in winter conditions but for some reason our winter gear was still in Bob.  No crampons and more importantly no ice axe which always came in handy when going up or down snow/ice patches.  No sliding down any patch on your bum if you've got nothing to stop you.....bah !

After posing at the summit cairn of Brandreth we could see over to Green Gable and more importantly over to Great Gable and it looked pretty wintery to me.  We said we'd make a decision on the top of Green Gable whether to continue as it wasn't sensible to get involved with any larger ice/snow fields without the proper equipment and sure enough as we stood on top of Green Gable it was aparent that we wouldn't be going any further but would find our homeward path which was visible just below us and call it a day.

So off we went down the path, which I must say was a brilliant path.  The homewards route took us right past Pillar and we could see down the Ennerdale Valley and over to Buttermere and all the gorgeous Fells round that area.

We couldn't have asked for a better day weatherise and it really is a privilege to get to do what we do and experience the world from a different prespective and glad I've always got my camera to take advantage of the most perfect conditions.

Thats me up to 194 Wainwrights meaning only 20 to go !

Scree if you want to go faster.......

After a txt message on Friday saying - Tomorrow Great Gable, let the excitement build!!! - I was already anticipating what a great walk today;s walk would be.  Base Brown followed by Green Gable then Great Gable then if there was time, over to Kirk Fell.

A very early start, up at 4am (after only getting to bed between 1 & 2am) and out by 5, remembering this time to have something substantial to eat so energy levels were high.  So after some toast and coffee we were in the car and heading North.  The weather forecast for today was for bright and sunny spells in the morning turning to rain and wind later in the day.   So fingers crossed the bulk of the day would be good for us.

We parked at the farm at Seathwaite and could see our route clearly up the side of the mountain via Sour milk gyhll and immediately we had to contend with the steepness of the hillside.  The waterfalls on the way up were a welcome distraction and gave us plenty opportunities to stop and snap.  It was really a lovely walk upwards.

At the top of the first leg there was a plateau area which we thought would be good for a quick snack stop and I went into my bag to find the bananas.  Oh dear, the bananas were still sitting on the table at home and not in my bag at all.  Good job Chris had packed the Caramel Wafers but it would still leave us short on snacks for the day, oops!  

 The next section up to the summit of Base Brown would take us up and past the hanging rock.  The whole way up the side of the hill with its delicious little scrambly bits I was looking at what I thought was the hanging rock.  It wasnt until I was practically underneath it I realised I had been looking at a completely different rock when the hanging rock is really hard to miss.  D'oh moment of the day.  

After navigating our way through a tricky bit of scrambling we were on the top and the weather was still being kind to us however there were some dark clouds on the horizon and the threat of a spot of rain was not far away.  The views gave us clouds swirling in and out, obscuring and revealing views min by min.  It was a beautiful place to be.

Down off Base Brown it was an easy walk over a plateau and then up the side of Green Gable.  We passed 2 chaps here who had come up the side snow field which I thought in today's avalanche potential conditions probably wasnt the best way to come up the mountain.  Everyone has different levels of what they consider risk I guess.

The cloud was now firmly moving in and around us and views both front and behind were a white out but there was strength in the sun and I was sure it would burn off again and it did.  By the time we'd almost got to the top of Green Gable the cloud lifted again and we got spectacular views over to Pillar and Haystacks and then a bit further to Grasmoor and Melbreak that we'd tackled on previous walks.  So we spent a moment or 2 taking a few pictures of the ever changing scenery.

The last push up Green Gable and the wind was starting to pick up.  At the summit we got the first proper sight of the beautiful Great Gable and what a magnificent sight that was.  A great big lump of beautiful rock that held me transfixed.  She was rocky and solid and I knew that getting to her summit would be a great walk but first we had to get off Green Gable and that was via Windy Gap which held true to its name.  Windy Gap was indeed a bit breezy but the upside was that it was blowing a lot of the cloud away and we were treated to some brilliant views of Bowfell, Esk Pike and the Scafell Range all of which were still fairly covered in snow.

Tummies were rumbling so half way up Great Gable we found a nice little sheltered spot and got out the sandwiches.  Home made bread from an interesting recipe with cheese spread and 3 peanut m & m's each for dessert since we had to ration the remainder of the snacks as someone forgot the bananas hmmmmm!

Onwards and upwards for the last stretch towards the summit of GG.  The views were indescribable and there were really no words to capture the sights that met our eyes.  The clouds had practically dissapeared and left us in awe of all the beautiful peaks that surrounded us.  GG is a bit like grand central station and people were appearing from all angles.  It was busy on top with groups of people arriving and departing, stopping for lunch and just generally milling around.  We didnt stick around long but headed North to descend with the intention of Kirk Fell which stood right in front of us.

The descent off GG was a great deal trickier than anticipated which meant the camera was packed away.  A path obscured by snow which was soft and resembled the innards of a beanbag making it very slippy and soft underfoot.  Match this with some very steep parts and you have a recipe for the potential of something going horribly wrong.  Luckily we were able to hone in on our winter skills training (thank you Scot and SD Adventures) and moved slowly down the hill backwards using ice axes and kicking, keeping us safe and getting us down that particular section without incident.  After the horrid soft snow we were on shale and this is my least favorite of walking surfaces.  Its loose and with each step the ground moves away with you.  The potential for slipping is great and after one slip I was left with a very sore pinky finger after jamming it against a rock.  Ouchie ouch ouch!  I detest Scree, it really isn't a pleasant ground covering at all.......!!!!

Half way down we decided that Kirk Fell was not for us today.  It was already afternoon and we'd been going since early this morning so we decided to follow the path that contoured the hill and took us back round the valley that would take us back to Seathwaite.  What we didnt anticipate was that the path would play hide and seek with us and that we'd miss it completely taking us too far down the mountain, on the horrid shale, to go back and find it which meant we'd still have another incline in our day later on when we'd have to climb our way back up and out the valley.  It was an unexpected and annoying detour to our day as the weather was starting to change and the wind had increased in strength.  

Spirits subdued a little but still with smiles on our faces through the rain and the increasing wind we moved forward over rocks until we finally met with the lower path that would get us back to where we needed to be.  We passed several people on the path, some of whom we'd met earlier in the day and quite a few with children (x box sales must be dwindling lol). Thoughts now turned to second lunch and we said we'd stop when we got to the crossroads at Styhead where several paths met.  The last of our sandwiches consumed and the last of the water drunk we knew now that we only had a few miles to go before we were back at the car.

The last surprise of the day came in the form of a proposition.  To take the safe and boring path back down the hillside to the farm or to have another little adventure and take the more scenic waterfall path via Taylor Force Ghyll  which would involve another bit of scrambling and some very impressive views of a fantastic waterfall.  We chose the adventure and even though our limbs ached and bodies were weary it was a good choice as the waterfall was indeed spectactuar and the little scramble down was really good.

On the last stretch now and we can just about see the car back at the farm.  Down onto the valley floor we followed the river that we'd crossed that morning before our hike up the hill.  The last hurdle was a stile to get us over the last wall and thankfully some very kind farmer of bygone times had made a lovely little sheep hole in the wall for his sheep to get through.  I opted for the sheep hole as there was no way I had the energy to haul myself over a stile.  I was running on empty and although exhilarated by the day exhaustion was creeping in.  Wet, tired, hungry and thirsty the car was a welcome sight.  Fresh water and a towel and we headed for Keswick for some well deserved fish and chips.

It was indeed a day of contrast.  A morning filled with blue skies and anticipation and an afternoon filled with rain, wind and a lot of hard work.  A thrilling day all round and a fantastic walk filled with ups, downs, laughs, scary moments, funny moments, tense moments and lighthearted moments, eye spy and lots and lots of fun :-), roll on the next adventures.