A slate building with a mossy roof on the way up.
I'd love to live somewhere like this one day.
Hiking up the steep sides and looking down at Chapel Stile.
Some people about to climb up the mountain side.
Almost at the top, looking at the nearby lake that we visited later.
The last stretch to the top.
View from the top.
View in the other direction of Lake Windermere.
A waterfall on the mountain that we later had a close encounter with.
View of the quarry behind Chapel Stile and the pub in the centre.
Busy bee.
There were lots of sheep up on the mountain. I kept wondering if there was a farmer around who was wondering himself where all his sheep had gone.
Rocky hill.
On the way down we decided to follow a stream instead of a cut path, it was fun scrambling over rocks and boulders and drinking fresh mountain water.
Two sheep who, from the look of their long coats, must have been up on the mountain for at least a month to avoid the shears.
That waterfall I mentioned before. The stream ended up leading right to it and what you can't see in the picture is that it is about 15 feet tall and that it is surrounded by steep sides, covered in thistles, and that there is another 12 foot drop below this plateau. Once getting to this point we decided to off-road up a hillside of ferns to try and find a path down again.
After getting down we decided to bike to that lake in the 5th picture and read our books.
Tomorrow, getting back to London...
1 comment:
Hi Pond, i introduce myself, my name is Sebastian Cayol and i live at Buenos Aires. I meet your blog because we share some interests. I invite you to visit my blog (tanpasadotanactual.blogspot.com) and flog (www.fotolog.com/shosheadana) where you can see more about me. I hope we can talk more in future.
Good bye,
Sebastian
Post a Comment