Summer evenings in Lakeland

A summer evening in Wrynose Bottom
Sitting by the tent, waving my arms around like a loon in a vain attempt to gain some respite from evil midges while the smell of burnt sausages fills the air. That, followed by a few pints in the pub and a stumbling return, tripping over guy lines and wishing I’d remembered to take my head torch.

Oh how I miss those summer evenings in Lakeland. Passing out under canvas after a glorious day on the fells, sore of foot but happy of heart with the promise of repeating the whole thing again come the morrow.

Not long now, but before then can we please have some decent winter climbing conditions?
Herdwicks - Tarn Hows


~ by nicklivesey on January 25, 2012.

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