
Sue and I took the opportunity to catch up with friends who had rented cottages in Hawkshead. With no realistically priced accommodation available, we chose to camp at the excellent Hawkshead Hall Campsite for just £33 per night. It was just a ten minute walk from where others were staying, and we were able to use their kitchen, thus enabling us to dispense with having to brew up and breakfast etc in the tent, though that would have been fine.
So after Saturday's parkrun at Wythenshawe (full results here), where we met Richard and Georgina for the first time, we gathered together our camping gear that hadn't been used for several years, and headed up to Hawkshead to enjoy a fish and chip supper with our friends.
On Sunday 8 June I'd volunteered to lead a walk. I chose a circuit from Hawkshead, taking in the summits of Latterbarrow and Claife Heights.
We were soon looking back to the village and heading up Latterbarrow's gentle slopes.
The summit of this small hill (244 metres) is nothing if not conspicuous, with its huge monument visible for miles around. I don't know the purpose of the monument, but it is impressive. Worthy of a lingering coffee break for the seven of us on the walk.
The touristy village of Hawkshead looks compact from up here.
We took paths NE then SE from the summit, all the way down to the shore of Windermere.
Where families of tourists and of ducks were enjoying the warm day.
Lunch was taken at the end of the tarmac track from the Bowness ferry.
We were pleased to leave the busy area by the lake, and take a lumpy path crossed by minor streams, all the way up to Scale Ivy Intakes, with good views back to Windermere on the way.
I hadn't intended to visit another summit, and it wasn't until writing this diary entry that I realised that we had gone to the highest point in the area, at 270 metres, the High Blind How summit of Claife Heights - a 'Marilyn', for those interested in that sort of thing. (I've already ticked it off several times from previous visits.)
There were good views to the southern end of Windermere, though as you can see from the pictures it was a rather overcast day.
Some tourists took this nice picture of us at the summit.
Sue positioned herself to admire the views to Windermere and Bowness, before we descended on a variety of paths through bracken and mixed woodland, all the way back to Hawkshead.
Here's our route - 18km with 550 metres ascent, taking over 6 hours. As usual, click on this or any other image for a better version/slideshow.
After a nice evening and a tasty meal with the others, Sue and I adjourned for a good night's sleep in the tent, where for some reason we always seem to get a best night's sleep.
Monday 9 June - I'd volunteered to lead another walk. This time nine of us drove to Grasmere and set off up Helm Crag, another favourite little hill.
The path starts gently in Easedale.
Then the short but relentless ascent of Helm Crag brings views of the broad ridge beyond the summit, leading to Gibson Knott.
It's a short scramble to the summit of Helm Crag. Sue and a couple of others got up there. I didn't bother on this occasion. Sue and I have memories of going up here with my mother, when she was a similar age to my current age, on the day after our wedding in 2002.
We enjoyed our flasks of coffee whilst watching the scramblers get to the top of the crag.
There's not too much descent before the path rises up to Gibson Knott.
Here, we are descending from Helm Crag.
Now on Gibson Knott, here are a couple of views back past Helm Crag, with Grasmere in view.
Across the valley, Steel Fell will be our final hill of the day.
Our next objective was Calf Crag, before which Sue found a good spot for lunch out of the cool breeze.
Then the summit of Calf Crag was an easy stroll - here are Ian and Sue on the top.
Grasmere was only just visible through the haze on this overcast day. We were however thankful to stay dry.
We were happy to change direction after reaching Calf Crag, so there was no need to climb a further 200 metres to the top of Greenup Edge and Ullscarf, pictured behind Sue as she stands near the summit of Calf Crag.
As we headed with the wind now behind us to Steel Fell, Helm Crag looked a long way from us as it lurked above Grasmere.
We've come from the left in the next picture, across some boggy ground that left some of the nine on this walk with damp feet.
From near the top of Dead Pike, on Steel Fell, our path back to Grasmere drops steeply but without any tricky rock bands.
A road is eventually reached, next to a pretty white building at Helmside.
Back in Grasmere, Beatrix Potter characters can be seen everywhere, even on a post box.
Here's our route - 15km with 650 metres ascent, taking about 6 hours. A most enjoyable outing.
Back at camp, there was time for a quick change / shower and a wander down to the Queens Head for a meal with most of the entire group of around 20 people.
Then on Tuesday morning we quickly struck camp and pottered off homewards.
That was an excellent few days. Good to meet up with folk who we hadn't seen for some time, and two fine walks with some of the more active members of the group.
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I read that "they" have approved a petrol station in the environs of Hawkshead. Sounds ridiculous to me.
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