OK, so maybe that's a pipe dream, but I've still got my fingers crossed every weekend, hoping that the lottery is going to change my life. Sadly, every Monday I set off for another week at work, but all the time I'm keeping an eye on the weather forecast and planning the next walk.
You could say that I only treasure these days because I can't go whenever I want and that if it wasn't for work, I wouldn't appreciate the walks so much. I'd say "Cobblers!", I still want to be a lady wot lunches.
Having said all that, I wasn't so sure about today. I've been eyeing up the walk we had planned with a little nervousness. We'd tried it before, and I had really struggled to get up the first hill and in the end we'd had to cut the walk short and return to the car: A short walk in the Howgills, . Even though I knew that I was much better now than then, I was still worried about this one.
But I needn't have been. The first climb is quite steep, and then it eases off and the rest of the walk, whilst hard work in parts, was thoroughly enjoyable. Here are the pictures: (Click on the images to get the larger version).
|The steepest part of the work, up alongside Settlebeck Gill|
|(Nearly) wild horses in the distance|
|Looking back after the steep climb up. Crook and Soolbank on the left, Winder on the right.|
|The bank over there is Bram Rigg, our route takes us along the right, (off the photo), to just the other side of the fell. We then turn left onto the ridge, and follow it down to cross Bram Rigg Beck that you can at the bottom.|
|This is my favourite photo's of the day. I love the windswept grass, and the way the fells roll and fold into each other.|
|Coming around Bram Rigg Top onto the ridge that we're going to descend. You can see Morecombe Bay in the distance.|
|We were lucky, the moody looking clouds waited until we'd left the heights before burying the tops under clag.|
|Looking back up Bram Rigg.|
|A view from the bottom.|
|Near the end of our walk, looking across to the Shap Fells.|