Classic Coledale
After a week of sublime sunshine,
true to form, the weather broke for the weekend.
Saturday washout followed by a Sunday dampened by cloud.
Flat light on nondescript waves green of purple and green.
There was barely a snatch of sun until we left the hill behind and headed home.
But the Newlands Valley provided an adequate landscape to tramp across and take the odd photo or three.
Our clockwise route started up Barrow.
Skirted round Outerside
Before the zig zag up Sail.
Far too busy enjoying the day,
the hills and just being,
We took an interesting exit off Crag Hill plateaux.
The scree slopes off Eel Crag to the Hause looked far more onerous from the bottom than the top.
Lunch to refuel and I stormed up Sand Hill in double quick speed. The contours obviously perfectly placed, for me, at least on Sunday.
A more sedate stroll across the top of Hobcarton Crag before the final pull up Grisedale Pike
and the not nearly so comfortable descent.
Though at least I was able to stand vertical. Almost impossible the last time I was up there.
And then a final splash of colour with the nursery rhyme fungi.
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