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| Having got kitted up by 8 15 at Honister Slate Mine, with the sun not showing itself yet, We set off down the road towards the mine buildings. Danny is busy adjusting the length of his sticks as he walks along, not paying attention to the road ahead, and the sheet of ice across the road, resulting in him crashing down to earth on his back. |
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| Like another member of our meanderthal group, he was saved from serious injury by the cushioning effect of the butty box in his rucksack. The butty box however was totally destroyed. |
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| With no serious damage (except to Danny's pride), We set off on the steep climb up Grey Knott |
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| Looking back to the slate mine. |
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| Towards the top of Grey Knott the sun briefly shows itself, but moving on, and we are again left in the shade. |
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| Michael onGrey Knott with Fleetwith Pike to the right. |
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| The winter sun is having little effect on the frozen heath. |
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| Our first view of Great Gable looking somewhat diminished from this angle by Green Gable in front of it. If the former was able to give an opinion I'm sure it would object to this picture. |
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| Now that's a bit more like it! Michael on the summit of Green Gable. |
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| Danny on Green Gable. |
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| On top of Great Gable. |
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| Looking westward from the summit, Wastwater the Solway Firth and Galloway in the background. |
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| On the way down, The Mosedale Valley comes into view. |
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| The path down which initially was quite good, reverted to frozen scree, making progress slow. Looking west again, under the small cloud is Dodd, at the end of Crummock water. |
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| We travelled back along a path with the unusual name of Moses Trod. Arriving back at the slate mine, some artistic sculptures provide interest to visitors. |
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| This one is a miniature replica of the little house at Ambleside. DK |
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