This looks and felt like the gates to Mordor. It is the start of “Striding Edge” put that into google image if you want to see what it looks like on a clear day, it is stunning.
As we dropped down the mist cleared coming down toward Patterdale looked remarkably like home in Edale.
This is another pic for my friend Peter Follansbee to show, contrary to popular opinion, decent oaks are not uncommon in England today. In fact there are probably more and larger oaks in England today that there have been at any time in the last 1500 years.
After a very high carb lunch in Patterdale we set off back. I would have caught the bus but it doesn’t run out of season. I love Cumbrian bridges.
The route back involved a few hundred metres less climb this is near the top, we were headed through the saddle to the left.
Back at Grisedale Tarn the mist had cleared.
Dropping down the other side.
and the destination Grassmere in view to the far left, nearly home.
Nearly back down I had to stop for a photo of this old field barn, simply wonderful vernacular architecture. Click to see this image larger and notice it is the detail that makes this beautiful, things like the diminishing courses in the slate roof.
20 miles in 24 hours with a heavy pack and a lot of steep climbing. It made me realise I am not as fit as I thought. Pretty stiff still today and only turned 4 bowls in the workshop today.