And so I went for a walk – again.
Not too much planning.
Little attention to detail. No beginners on this walk!
We could manage whatever the weather could throw at us.
I hoped, when I eventually looked at the forecast about five minutes before I left home.
Low cloud. Possible rain. Buffeting!
Place Fell from Beda
There are a few places in Cumbria it takes me longer to get to than Manchester.
Wasdale Head, last week.
Martindale this week.
Our reason for going, because we don’t go very often….
So up Beda Fell. At least the top was clear. An area renowned for its deer population. All we met were sheep.
But Angle Tarn looked, well, just a little flat,
and when we reached Place Fell, we were just pleased we’d been there before. Out came a compass to take us down in the right direction.
Slate grey sky blending perfectly with old quarry buildings.
Slate quarry detritus
The day ended with nothing more of consequence.