Outlined by snow, How Gill on Skiddaw Little Man (865 m.), seen through mist and some sharp showers.
Views and Textures from today’s Sussex stroll in the sunshine: Cuckmere Haven is a pebble and flint beach where the River Cuckmere flows into the English Channel. Views of the chalk cliffs of the Seven Sisters freshly white from the erosion and ravages of this week’s storms.
Worthwhile enduring today’s uncomfortable weather to see Langdale in such interesting light. A full autumn day hiking out from the Old Dungeon Ghyll hotel, past an old tractor at Stool End (it’s a farm); the old tractor’s driver’s chair is now being taken over by bracken.
The gate to the fells is the boundary between organised farming and National Park “wilderness”; this is one of the most unwelcoming: “No cycling” and “Sheep worrying is an offence. Dogs caught will be shot”, which makes the gap in the stone wall for the tree seem fantastically tolerant as well as visually interesting, representing farming as the organisation of natural life to provide food for humans.
Wast Water, one of the least visited and least developed of the Cumbrian lakes. It’s a natural lake so at the foot of the steep scree the sides of the glacial U valley slope gently in to the lake. Wasdale Head seems to be known mostly as the start of one of the routes to the summit of Scafell Pikes.
Views of Mt Blanc over the autumn colours in the deciduous trees around the Lac de Roseland. A couple of little hikes up from the car at the Cormet de Roseland (1967 m.), this with a friend from the Ski Club of Annecy. Hiking above the tree line, we enjoyed the last of the views in the quiet and clear air before the storms set in. Probably my last opportunity this year to hike above 2000m.