Sunday, 2 January 2011
The Lake District Blues
My first visit was a rushed affair, a drive up from London on a Saturday morning, a yomp up a drizzly Red Screes, resulting in an unenjoyable lesson in disorientation in the clouds.
My second; Attacked by midges at a campsite near Stonethwaite followed by a stinking hot day attempting to climb Scafell Pike for a wildcamp experience. We ended up pitching well short of our objective, Ling Mell.
So to my third; A persistant virus had left me unfit and constantly coughing for the previous five weeks, so some strenuous hill climbing wasn't what my mind or body was craving.
Despite that, Maria, Carrie and I managed three walks; A couple of low level circulars to Sunkenkirk Stone Circle, then Grizedale Forest the next day, and on the third, an ascent of Great Gable.