Despite the rather miserable weather forecast we decided to head out anyway. If we didn’t go out we would only end up sat in a house watching TV and that seems a bit pointless to pay to do so. With raincoats on, off we went into the drizzle.
By the time we had gotten to the start of the walk, the weather had cleared up and in places there was even some blue sky. At one point we could actually see Coniston lake, something we hadn’t seen all morning.
When we made it to the top it was so cloudy that we couldn’t see anything. Then we made a mistake, which was to try and get down using another route. In hindsight we should have just gone down the way we came, but we didn’t know that the cloud was hanging a lot lower on the other side.
It took an age to find the start of the side path down, and we were getting a bit grumpy by this point. I could hear rushing water and I suspect had the cloud not been so thick we would have seen some nice waterfall action. As it was we just had to be careful on the slipper stones as we made our way down.
After what felt like an age we made it onto a path and we could have kissed the ground we were so happy. What should have been a nice afternoon 3 hour hike had turned into a 6 hour mission, but at least the end was near – and we limped back to the apartment.
We made it out for pizza for tea. Had an early night then went home the next day because it was raining again!