I drove about 5h all the way to the lake district and got at the camping site in Church Stile Farm & Holiday Park at about 10PM.. I was tired, my back ached from the relentless driving over 250m and I knew I had to unpack and get in my sleeping bag quick. The other people were looking weirdly at me as I pulled up in my car, probably wondering how I’m going to set up my tent in the dying light. I could hear their gasps of surprise as I pulled my pop up tent (that I could never really get back together easily) from the back of my car and “pop!” it was on the ground all setup. Within 5min I was asleep!
The yellow bit in the tent is my Pikachu onesie which is warm and fluffy and protects me from evil giants (heh! BFG comment included)
Next morning I was up and running and desperate to have good weather so I can tackle the mountain without the worry of getting soaked in pouring rain. It had rained the night before but the sound of it was soothing as it was falling down on my tent.
I drove to Wasdale Head (only 5 miles from my camp site) and the view on the road was breathtaking!
The roads in Cumbria are very narrow so you occasionally have to stop to let other cars pass from the other direction.
I got to the mountain, I brought up my ordonance map and I started slowly climbing on the shortest (2 and a half miles, about 5km) route to the top of the mountain. Slow and steady and with plenty of stops to draw my breath🙂
Wasdale Head parking and campsite
England’s highest mountain, the deepest lake, the smallest Church
Smooth path around the mountain
As I was climbing, I came around a waterfall. I saw some people crossing it with their boots in their hands and I thought “what a pain!” Take off my boots, take off my socks, walk through cold and wet water, maybe cut my feet in some sharp rocks, noooo.
So I went through the water with my boots on. Evidently, me feet got wet as the boots are waterproof but only to a point.. I squelched for about half a mile on until I had to stop and at least put a dry pair of socks on.
As the climbing got harder, the view became fenomenal!
I managed to get to the top and it was busy! I had to split the top area with different selfie-stick wielding people but I had my go and I managed to get some pretty shots for the family.
The ascent was nothing like the descent! I found a path that went through two mountains and the ground was wet and slippery and you had nowhere to hold on to!
It took close to an hour to descent the slippery slope (do you remember A series of Unfortunate events book called the same?) and on my way down I started dreading the approach of the waterfall that got my feet wet the first time. I was lucky enough to meet some old people who showed me a way a bit higher in the water course and I managed to pass while keeping myself dry!
All in all, it was wonderful and in the evening I went to a local pub and ordered a massive steak as a celebration! 10/10 would do again.
Downside: Massive muscle ache for about 3 days🙂