BRING ON THE HAY STACKS

Glorious day to wake up to.
Glorious day to wake up to.

After a wonderful night at the Black Sail I awoke to beautiful sunshine and the ridge above was clear of mist, an ideal morning to tackle the 597m Hay Stack

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Scaling the path.

Backtracking half a kilometre the ascent started. Stone steps winding its way up, not to hard and eventually coming to a plateau where you could see the trail from Scarth Gap which we would have walked yesterday comes in. What an amazing view from here over the lakes, mountains and valley’s.

What a view!
What a view!

Looking up, there is still  a climb or should I say scramble up the cliff face of the Hay Stacks, and often loosing the path, it was wonderful to see another hiker who we met the night before. She had climbed this several times and was a great guide to reach the top with.

Finding the way to the top of the Hay Stacks.
Finding the way to the top of the Hay Stacks.

Once at the top what a view. No wonder this is where Alfred Wainwright wanted his ashes scattered.

Innominate Tarn
Innominate Tarn
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Purple heather.

The rest of today was up and down through bog before the sharp descent down to the slate mine in Honister and further to our accomodation for the night.

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Our accomodation for the night Boot Camp

imageMeeting the local hikers.

 

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