Life has been so hectic lately that Martin and I have only managed to get away for a short break once this year. At the beginning of June we took off for a few days to the Lake District to stay in a shepherd's hut in Coniston. We thought about camping, but the weather was threatening to be horrendous for part of the trip and it's no fun sleeping under canvas in a storm.
Martin wanted to explore more about the Donald Campbell and Bluebird connection in Coniston, and we both wanted to have a bit of a challenge and hike up the The Old Man. You can just see it in the background of the picture. It's a mountain about 3000 feet above sea level, and Martin researched a walk we could do that involved a climb to its summit, then crossing to walk along the west crags opposite before dropping back down into the village.
Nearly at the summit. What a view!
The picture below is looking across to the summit of The Old Man from the opposite west crags. Less than an hour before we were standing at that tiny pin point just below the clouds in the middle of the picture
It took us about seven hours starting and returning to the Sun Hotel. We were very lucky with the weather - the rain held off although up at that altitude the wind was very strong. At one point I had to cover my ears while we were walking because I was getting windburnt!
Later on in the year, perhaps September time, we're going back to the area to hike Scarfell Pike, which is only a few miles away from Coniston.
We went up there to have a look around and check out the camping facilities, which were plentiful, but the weather was atrocious. We spent the afternoon hiding in a pub before a bleak and scary drive across a moor that wasn't mentioned on any map we had recently bought!