A Bit of a Blow on Helvellyn

Despite the weather forecast (Gales and squally showers), Anna, Ian, Andy and Arthur decided on a wet trog around Helvellyn, Nethermost Pike and Dollywagon Pike. It was like the Devil himself had suffered a bad curry the night before.

Windy? At one stage we hunkered next to a cairn unable to stand. Kelda was on her lead and pretended to be a kite. And rain? On the edge of Thirlmere we saw an old man with a long white beard building a big boat. Hmmm…. These days are always better in retrospect, and in the Abraham Tea Room we decided we’d had a great day.

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