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The High Stile ridge is commonly thought of as one of the jewels in the Lakeland fells crown, certainly old AW was effusive in his praise. A lofty walkway in the sky looking down on some spectacular corries with the beautiful lakes of Buttermere and Crummock Water, nestled far below. The most obvious advice would be to wait for a clear day to enjoy the glories of the walk in full, or you could just say bugger it and hope the weather is far better than the forecast suggests.
My theory was that with the winds coming from the east the western fells would get the better of the conditions and we might just have a good day for it. There was certainly plenty claggy and wet weather as we made our way around to Buttermere but things did look optimistic when we parked up, suited and booted and set off.
We were alone, apart from a couple following a bit behind, up what has obviously been a popular route over the years given the very study stone stepped path. Views quickly opened up and before we knew it we arrived at a very still, quiet and spooky (with the clag hovering) Blea Tarn. We didn't linger and took advantage of the remainder of the good path to gain height.
Steps up through the woods by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Rannerdale Knotts catches some sun by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Gaining Height by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Crummock Water by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Bleaberry Tarn by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Once this runs out is where the fun
starts as Red Pike is one seriously loose and crumbly fell. I did wonder while slipping and sliding and desperately scrambling upwards occasionally just how this fell hasn't eroded to nothing. By the time we reached the clag bound top, with Hughie now sporting a very fetching a set of red booties, it was time for lunch.
Red Paws on Red Pike by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
The following couple turned up just as we were finishing lunch and we all were granted a fleeting glimpse of Ennerdale. A consultation with navigational devices was required to get us heading in the correct direction but we were soon following the edge of the crags as the mist came and went briefly opening up views and looking like dragons breath as it flowed over the ridge. We followed an indistinct, and increasingly rocky trod to the top of High Stile which strangely this isn't the high point of the fell. This lies on the northern spur named Gray Crag on maps so we headed off along the spur visiting all the cairns, just to be sure. At the end of the spur the clag cleared a bit and gave up splendid if truncated views. This must be a superb view point when clear giving Steeple a run for it's money.
A Glimpse of Ennerdale by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Looking down to Bleaberry Tarn by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Grace and Hughie on High Stile by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Crummock Water from Grey Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
We retraced our steps along the spur as High Stile looked to be finally emerging and as if by magic the clag was gone and we had unhindered views of the remainder of the walk and back along the way we had came.
High Stile emerging from the mist by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Fleetwith Pike and High Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
The remainder of the walk was clear along the increasingly defined ridge and I must admit it's a fantastic section of fell with magnificent views of lakes, crags and fells all around. Certainly up with just about anything the Lakes has to offer.
Grey Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Robinson across Buttermere by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Ennerdale from High Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Grace on High Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Fleetwith Pike and Haystacks by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
The descent was as promised steep but nowhere was it as lose and slippy as Red Pike, I definitely chose the correct way up and down today, before more stone pitching was found in the form of a rather odd, but well made, section of mini zig-zags.
High Crag by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
High Snockrigg with Grassmoor beyond by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
Following the descent of Gamlin end we traversed Seat, a nice little top, on the the way to Scarth Gap pass and the walk back along the lake side. It seamed a long way back and given our lack of hill walking of late we were all a bit tired upon our return to Buttermere Village.
Haystacks and Bluebells by
Anthony Young, on Flickr
This route certainly lived up to expectation even with the clag during the first half of the ridge (which was very atmospheric at times) it was a great day out in better than expected conditions. Onward we march