A bad forecast had me away early and parked in a lay-by near Grasmere. As I shouldered the sack I noticed a buzzard capture something in the field opposite and have to immediately face off a hungry magpie. I then had to drag a dead badger from the middle of the road. I headed past the Wordsworth buildings and up on to the fell.
Harrison Stickle looks good from here.
The head of Dunney Beck was skirted as I headed onto Nab Scar. As I approached the ridge little tufts of grass were dropping out of the sky. Must be a bit of a breeze up there.
The intention was to climb Great Rigg and then drop down to Stone Arthur and be then eating a good lunch in Booth's cafe when the expected rain arrived at dinner time. Unfortunately the wind was now blowing me about. At one stage beyond Heron Crag I had trouble standing even when going down the lee side of the ridge.
I was just eating the cake course in Booths as the rain arrived.
