I wasn’t supposed to be on the fells this weekend due to the bad weather forecast & as usual Id moved heaven & earth to get this Saturday free, so you can imagine my disappointment when  keeping almost hourly tabs on this weekends forecast that Id almost given up hope on getting on the fells ,then comes in the Friday evening one last check fingers crossed & hey there it was blue skies start to finish, how the hell can it change so much in such & short time! You know what I don’t know & frankly didn’t care I was on the fells again ,Jo Blyth consider yourself stalked again!trouble was Id sulked myself into finishing off some last minute decorating the Friday evening which left me with very little time to pack my stuff ,never the less I got there in the end, sky plus corrie ,couple of beers & job done

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Having just parked up at Grasmere C E Primary school I was surprised to how such a beautiful day it was &  how quite Grasmere is, not a single sole on the streets  ,I even managed first dabs on a parking spaces on the school playground ,not before leaving my donation of course ,Great idea for a small village such as Grasmere to let us outer towners park on there school playground.

Crossing the small bridge over Easdale Gill .

Looking towards one of the ascent routes up Helm Crag.

The aptly named “New Bridge” as the old bridge was washed away in the floods back in 1997 ,you wouldn’t think this was only 13yrs old ,looks more like 200yrs which can only be a credit to the builders who built it .

Still quite a while away but I can certainly hear it ,…Sour Milk Gill .

Ok guys you know the drill, you don’t stare at me & ill walk through pathetically staring at my boots! who knows what kind of mood they’ve  woke up in.

Perched almost on top of Sour Milk Gill looking back in to the Easdale valley ,& yeah at this point I’m remembering the incorrect but made correct on the last minute weather forecast ,maybe that’s why Grasmere was so quite this morning ,I still haven’t seen a single person but in no way am I complaining.

Not far from Easedale Tarn now.

A frozen Easedale Tarn.

Leaving the tarn towards my first real climb ,Blea Crag .

Tarn Crags over looking Easedale Tarn, with Great Rigg & Fairfield under cloud which pretty much didn’t move all day .

Windermere & a glimpse of Elter water from Blea Rigg .

Blea Rigg Summit cairn.

Looking across to Pavey Ark & Harrison stickle .

Central & southern fells with Morcambe Bay in the distance .

Harrison Stickle this time with its frozen Tarn & right opposite is Lingmoor Fell & the Langdales.

Looking back towards Windermere from Blea Rigg .

To the left is my second Summit ,Sergeant Man .

Snow caped central & southern Lake District.

On the approach to Sergeant Man ,the conditions were perfect except for the snow underfoot ,will it hold my weight? went through every footstep, the answer was no of course !

Sergeant Man summit .

As good as winter walking gets ,Heading toward High Raise from Sergeant Man & its just a steady incline of about 40Mtrs or so covered over by about 1/4 of a mile .

High Raise summit & shelter ,looking pretty busy ,did I pass a Hi & a good morning? ,.yes I did ,.did I get one back? ,..no I didn’t! what is it about a person when walking in groups (not every one I might add) seems to think they are above the rest ?  I know its not just me because I had a father & son closely walking behind me & they fell for the same trick & yielded the same response ,.Just ignore me ! I’m feeling pretty opinionated today!

After the groups had gone I discovered this !!! The summit trig point ,.Paul your just being ferocious now,  Time for lunch ,..Paul your just being hungry now.

More or less back at the Tarn after some lunch ,you can see Blea Crag to the right my ascent route .

Descending back in to the Easedale valley was a little tricky to say the least ,I guess it wouldn’t cause to much damage If I took a tumble here ,the sun most of warmed the snow up causing it almost to feel slush like underfoot .

Equally a little tricky .

Almost back at Easedale Tarn .

And finally back in to Grasmere, A pretty long day by all accounts ,Id roughly covered just over 10 miles & was ready for a soak in the bath , all I didn’t need now was a convoy of arctic trucks carrying Luxury log cabins all the way back to the M6 , Which was what I got !Never less that’s 3 more Wainwrights ticked off my list which for me can only be a good thing .