The taxi dropped me at Grasmere Youth Hostel, my wallet lighter to the tune of a pony. It was either that or a long wait for a bus. A quick check-in and then a squelch around the lawn in the dark to find a suitably dry spot to pitch the tent. Matilda went up relatively speedily, I threw my stuff in as quickly as I could Continue reading “A night on Madonna’s chest”
Quite literally, in fact…
For some reason I seem to have talked myself into covering a top 20 of fells. And I was going to cover the lower ranked in the top 20 in batches, so that I could quickly get to eulogising about the very special ones at the top of the list. But as I sat down to write this first post, I realised that it would take a long time, so I’m going to do each fell separately. And that’s no less than they deserve.
Helm Crag doesn’t really need much of an introduction, as so many of us have walked it, or at the very least seen it from the A591! Helm Crag is a magical fell in that the rock formations atop its crest seem to morph into new shapes as you change vantage point. Home of the Lion and the Lamb, (indeed an alternative name for the fell), and the Howitzer forming the summit of the fell and the only summit that AW never stood atop.
After the 3 months I took off work last year, 2008 was never going to come close, but all in all I’ve not done too badly and I’ve managed to arrange things to optimise my use of annual leave. A quick trip up to the Lake District in April started things off. A wet and windy first day saw me walking over Catbells, Maiden Moor and High Spy with a detour to Castle Crag on the way down. The second day was better weather to start with and I headed up to Skiddaw via Ullock Pike, Long Side and Carl … Continue reading Review of 2008