25th September 2010
sunny afternoon and no evening commitments so an ideal
opportunity for an impromptu next stage along the Westmorland
Way. The bus for Grasmere was scheduled to leave
Ambleside at 1423 so we arrived in good time at the
central car park.
maximum stay 3 hours. Not to worry, we'll park
at the car park at the southern end of town and catch
the bus there. Which we could have done had there
been any parking places but there weren't.
dash to the football field car park. First
attempt to pay failed because I didn't have
enough money on me (£6 is usurious).
Second attempt failed because my £2
coin was rejected. Third attempt succeeded
and we scuttled along the quarter mile to
the bus stop to arrive just in the nick
of time. Had the bus been on time, that
is. Inevitably it was fifteen minutes late!
All that rush and stress for nothing!
At least it gave me the opportunity
to go back down the street to capture a
photo of the only washing that we saw all
day- proudly on display in the front yard.
instructions for this stage are very vague. All
we knew for certain was that the Wway went to Elterwater
and then followed the river Brathay into "bustling"
Grasmere was bustling. But once 100 yards out
of the village, there was hardly anyone to be seen.
What is the matter with folk?
was tempting to go over Silver Howe but instead we chose
a mid level path that climbed up by Kelbarrow and skirted
underneath Silver Howe. It was a nice route with
great views behind (a theme of this walk) to Grisedale
Hause where we had crossed over from Patterdale on WW11.
Grasmere, however, was substantially hidden behind
back to WW11
with Rydal Water behind
Howe, Fairfield to the right
zenithed below Dow Bank where Elterwater came into view.
map showed a path down by the side of a beck but it
seemed rather hairy so we traversed through deep but
dying bracken to pick up the bridle path. Whilst
passing Rydal Water on the bus, we had seen two groups
of swimmers in the lake and wondered if there was a
triathlon taking place. It seems there might have
been as there were a lot of runners on the Red Bank
road over the fell. Not quite the mass event we
had witnessed in Bavaria with around 1,000 competitors!
the valley, the Langdales were looking particularly
Elterwater village we followed the river down the valley.
village with Silver Howe behind
is the frustrating way to do this walk. The lake
is, for most of the time, hidden behind the trees to
the right and there are no outstanding views ahead whereas
in the opposite direction, the Langdales form an irresistible
beacon beckoning you along. We stopped, as we
have done on many occasions for the obligatory photos
at the southern end of the lake. See also CW04.
suggested route would continue along the River Brathay
from Skelwith Bridge but I couldn't see the point of
a relatively unattractive road slog. We chose
instead to cut up to Loughrigg Tarn which once again
presented superb rearward views, with and without sunshine!
Tarn with sunshine .....
here, we followed the broad path over the col to Ambleside.
We did toy with deviating to Lily Tarn but by
now we were losing the sun and it made sense to return
by the quickest route.
last, we had fine panorama ahead of us, the fells looking
magnificent in the evening sun.
at this point, my camera announced that its battery
was exhausted, despite having been on charge for 24
hours. Also, it doesn't seem to be focusing accurately
any more. Time for a new camera??
photo of the day, Fairfield in the evening sun
had been a section of the Wway that had a succession
of stunning views but mostly behind us. In isolation,
it would be a more satisfying walk in the opposite direction.
Still, it was another good one and we felt we had earned
the Chinese carry-out and bottle of wine that we consumed
on returning home.
25th September 2010
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the progress of
Don and Margaret
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to Rutter Falls
to Maulds Meaburn
to Shap Abbey
to Pooley Bridge
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