Autumn Colours and Mist
High pressure stillness
let autumn seep slowly over the lakes this weekend.
Days where nothing much moved.
Wonderful if the cloud wasn’t around.
Friday’s early morning mist burnt off
with blue sky and clarity letting Lords Plain stretch endlessly on to Whitbarrow Scar
and the gold of Brigsteer woods almost glimmer.
Saturday the cloud loitered. Sat firmly over the hills with no intention of moving.
Not exactly what I’d been hoping for. A walk from Buttermere up to Red Pike and on, perhaps as far as Haystacks.
Calm reflected a spectrum of browns and greens, whilst mist sliced a white line across the tops.
Rolling down to great us when we arrived at Bleaberry Tarn.
There were no views from the top, just a white wall. Damp, wet, drizzle.
We navigated our way over High Style and Seat but Haystacks became somewhat unattractive. So we left it behind and descended by Scarth Gap Pass. Buttermere waited .