|Now thats a proper sign, a sign with character. More importantly a sign with promise.
|Climbing beside Measand Beck, which you can hear crashing down the falls, but from the path you see very little.
|The path levels out as you enter the hanging valley of Fordingdale. The sun was casting long shadows, I retraced my steps to a good pitch on a grassy ledge overlooking Haweswater.
|The spot I'd seen earlier, just catching the last of the sun.
|Tent up, and part of the reason for the trip, to try my new Fly Creek UL.
|Room with a view, looking East over Haweswater to the distant Pennines.
|Early morning light on the bridge below Measand End.
|My plan for the morning was to bag a couple of neede Birketts. The head of Mardale revealed as height was gained.
|The breeze was bring sharp showers with it.....rainbow weather!
|Another shower as I got to the top of Four Stones Hill. It wasn't far from here back to the car, the bracken's pretty high hereabouts mind!