My planned route was to park up at Haweswater car park (NY469108) head up onto High Street via Riggindale crag, then across to High Raise via Kidsty Pike and Rampsgill Head, then head back over The Knott and off to Patterdale going past Angle Tarn. Then setting off for Helvellyn, Nethermost Pike & Dollywagon Pike before descending to Grisdale Tarn. Next on the list were Fairfield, Hart Crag, Dove Crag, Little Hart Crag & Red Screes. A quick stop at the Kirkstone Pass Inn for some refreshment and then the final set of Wainwright's back to the car, Stony Cove Pike, Thornthwaite Crag, Mardale Ill Bell & Harter Fell.
It was a beautiful warm and clear day and at midday I left the car behind and turned right to cross the footbridge over Mardale Beck, following the reservoir for a short while before taking the path which branched off to join the main route heading up the wide ridge of Rough Crag and Riggindale Crag towards High Street. The views back along Haweswater opened up as we gained height. Haweswater reservoir itself is manmade and was controversially begun back in 1929, as it meant the flooding of farming villages and the forced relocation of residents. The remnants of the village of Mardale can still be seen at times of drought.
|Blea Water from Riggindale Crag|
After passing the tarn at Caspel Gate, the final steep section of Long Stile was all that remained and it wasn't long before we where walking over to the trig point at 828m marking the plateau of High Street. The expansive views across to Helvellyn and the Fairfield horseshoe and beyond where glorious. After a brief rest to take a few photos we headed off to Kid Sty Pike, where we could see our ascent across the Riggindale valley. Then going across to High Raise at 802m where I stopped and watched a couple of mountain bikers heading off towards Loadpot Hill whilst enjoying the cooling breeze for a while.
|Hayeswater and beyond from High Street|
|View from Kid Sty Pike|
|High Raise View|
It was time to continue and heading back to we went over Rampsgill Head and also the short climb up and over The Knott picking up the main path which heads over to Satura Crags, whilst passing these crags I met an elderly couple going in the opposite direction who took a shine to Megan and gave her a fuss which she didn't mind at all. She was wearing a Ruffwear Web Master Harness and they asked if she was a rescue dog. It was so tempting to tell a little white lie, but I couldn't so I had to confess she wasn't, but it would have been a good tale!! After leaving the couple to their journey we soon passed Angle Tarn and it was very tempting to go down and have a paddle to cool off from the heat of the sun, but as it was already busy with kids I decided against it, I also wanted to push on and try to get up to Red Tarn for our wildcamp spot.
|Heading towards Satura Crags|
Going over Angletarn Pikes and heading towards the Boredale Hause there where some nice views across the valley to Fairfield after which we where soon heading down to Patterdale and a brief stop at the small post office where I took on some supplies. After which I set off for Grisdale and the slog up to the Hole in the Wall, which if I'm honest I was bloody knackered by now and this ascent was extremely tiring after the long days walk before, with the time approaching 8pm I passed the "hole" and headed towards my nights resting place and I couldn't wait, my mind was now thinking of food! Upon reaching Red Tarn I discovered I was not alone, which I wasn't surprised about, 2 other tents where already pitched, so I picked a spot away from both and set up camp & made dinner..... After devouring my "Look what we found" Home Reared Beef in Black Velvet Porter with Potatoes in no time at all I retreated to the comfort of my sleeping bag as the midges where getting too much.
|Looking towards Fairfield and Brothers Water|
Day 2, another day long lay ahead as I wanted to make use of the predicted fine weather to get somewhere near the finish over in Haweswater as tomorrows weather was not as favourable. I woke to a glorious sunrise looking back to Place Fell. After breakfast I packed up and set off as I wanted to get over striding edge without any pressures of having hoards of people around due to the fact I was taking Megan, not sure some people would appreciate a dog up there if they where in any way nervous of it.
|Pitch under Helvellyn|
|Megan, Comfortable with Striding Edge|
|Looking back over Striding Edge|
|Me on Helvellyn's High Point|
|Helvellyn's Trig Point and High Point|
|Grisdale Tarn & Fairfield|
"Oh SH....UGAR!!!" I said as my right main strap on the rucksack broke!! I just stood there looking at it in disbelief, right what was I to do, I knew I couldn't go on Haweswater it was just too far to carry a heavy pack on one shoulder strap, with a heavy heart I knew my journey was over so my only option was to descend back down to Grisdale Tarn and follow Grisdale beck back to Patterdale to get a taxi back to Haweswater. So after a bite to eat I put on the rucksack and using Megan's lead as a brace between the hip belt and a carabiner on the broken strap I set off. The pack was very uncomfortable on my back as it was not sitting straight but leaning to one side.
|Broken strap and lead as a brace!!|