I've found that it's always worth the effort to get away when the weather's good and last weekend we found time for 36 hours in the Lake District. Catia and I met up with two nephews, Jake and Aaron (They'd brought along John, their dad) who had reserved us a place on the Old Dungeon Ghyll campsite. It was an opportunity to remind ourselves of how to put up the big tent before next week's holiday in France.
After getting settled in on Saturday we headed out for a walk around Crinkle Crags. Anything's better than the 'ordinary' drag up to the saddle between Pike O'Blisco and Crinkle Crags so we took to Browney Gill, scrambling up over slippery rock and through a narrow ravine. The Bells took to the water in a small pool on the way, but not for long.
From there, up and over the Crinkles with great views all around, taking in the short, sharp step up to the highest point on the ridge. It is one of my favourite walks in the Lakes. From there we took the descent down The Band and straight into the pub to re-hydrate. The rest of the pictures from this web album can be found here.
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