Slip, Sliding on Fairfield

Slip, Sliding on Fairfield

We walk past daffodils, yellow buds push through green leaves, past snowdrops, brilliant white in the early morning sunshine. I see my first crocuses this year, purple, vibrant, waking to new life. For the last few weeks The Lake District has experienced sudden snaps...
Facing the Enemy on High Pike

Facing the Enemy on High Pike

Snow, snow, snow! I feel like I don’t want to go on the walk; I just want to play in the snow. But I know I have to keep moving, or by the time we get to the top it will be night-time. It is hard work following the route, just getting to the bottom of the...

One Out of Eight, Ain’t Bad

Today’s optimistic attempt to bag eight Wainwrights was scuppered by severe blizzards and icy snow just before reaching our second Wainwright of the day. It seemed we might have a window, a break in the weather, a chance to get out this weekend, so we decided to...
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