Caption Pic 27th April

"JUST LIKE THAT!"
(Ooops! I've made the sun disappear!)
"So... That's five G&Ts and Five Brandys."

" ...... and then I grabbed it .... with THESE hands!"

"ABRACADABRA !...………. No"
"IZZY, WIZZY LET'S GET BUSY !...…… No"
"PIFF, PAFF, PUFF !...…… NO"
"Can anybody remember the magic words ?"

Right! Can we make sure everyone understands what we are doing tomorrow?      (Pause)      Is anyone there ???

Harrock Hill Walkers JC JR JD JW AD DK POD VJ and MH

We parked up outside the church dedicated to St Peter at Mawdesley. About 50 yds further on from where we had parked, a single file footpath on the right emerged onto a wide farm track.

A large anonymous weather worn token of love, hints at a lasting
affection by its owner.

Anthony goes to investigate what the significance is of this pole.

While we eagerly await his return with the news. He informs us that it is a warning indicator of an underground high pressure gas main

Well we might as well have a brew and do a bit of gassing ourselves.

We arrive at a small settlement boasting some very des - res properties. The large weathered gate post is evidence to an earlier
even grander house that used to occupy this site.

No invitations to come in for a coffee, so we press on.

Arriving at the summit of Harrock Hill, if summit be the right word, we enter the old windmill. I now know how the gladiators must have felt.

Lunch time has crept up on us, so we partake of our bait under the surrounding trees.

I don't know what John had in his flask, but he didn't need much persuading to have a go on the near by rope swing.

Wheeeeee.

An abundance of bluebells was a pleasing aspect of this walk.

Another was the sight of these guinea fowl.

The farmer informed us that there where 120 cows in this field, and it seemed that they all wanted to come and have a look at us.

2 o clock and the rain that had been forecast, eventually arrived.

Thankfully it was only a brief shower.

Our afternoon refreshments were taken at Ceder Farm and Galleries. Vic turned down the offer of a fresh drink, preferring to finish off the remains of his flask.

After our drinks, courtesy of Jim and John W, it was only about 15 or 20 minutes walk back to the cars.
DK

Ascent of Scafell via Lords Rake. Walkers Michael D and Danny K

7 45 we were on our way, hoping to make good headway before the sun got too hot. We had parked in a small parking area at the side of the road close to this entrance to the caravan park, and the road from were we to take to begin our walk.

The sun was already rising between Lingmell and Scafell Pike, and Scafell is to the right.

Michael pausing for a pose

The meeting of the ways. On our previous walk up Scafell Pike, we came along the path to the right.

Looking back towards Wast Water.

We even found time to stop for a brew.

Over to our left, Scafell Pike. The scree to the top right of the picture, was the route up we took

We came across a village, not shown on the map.

The route across to the start of Lords Rake.

Looking back at an alternative route.

But tis is our way up.

A brief stop before the climb.

Michael scrambling his way up.

An alternative route for another day

But we continued on our planned route.

Nearly there.

Our first challenge complete, but still a long way to go.

The way ahead.

On the summit.

Looking down on Wast Water and Burnmoor Tarn.

We found a sheltered spot for our lunch, before heading back down by a more direct route.

A hazy view across to the Mosedale Valley.

And again, from a bit further down.

At last back at the road. The way down was more direct, but by no means easy, and played havoc with my knees. 

A last look back to our route up.
Seven and a half miles. 3200 ft of ascent.
Thanks Michael, that was another great walk.