What a beautiful day. I had considered wearing winter trousers; thank goodness I didn’t, because shorts would have been appropriate. With John, Annette, Scouser Dave (with whom it was a pleasure to talk film, theatre, and exotic food – he’s written lots of cookbooks) and a few people I had never set eyes on before, I went up Helm Crag, round via Calf Crag, Sergeant Man, and Easedale Tarn ticking off four Wainwrights….
Non-climbers scrambling on the hard bit
… and ending with a dip in Easedale Tarn:
Yes, it was bracing (= f******* freezing).
The day ended with a few leisurely pints of real ale in Tweedie’s Bar in the beer garden of the Dale Head Hotel, Grasmere. This doesn’t look particularly promising but it actually has a huge selection of real ales, some quite obscure and some old favourites e.g., Yates’s Fever Pitch >yum<