24th-25th June 2017
The older I get and the more I travel, the less the duration of the journey bothers me. I remember as a kid sitting the back of a car for two hours felt like an eternity; but now I’ve no problem with travelling for 4-5 hours if it means I’m going to do something great, or make fond memories.
It’s on this basis that me and my friend Lewis headed off for a single day and night in the Lake District.
Setting off early on the Saturday Morning, we arrive just before lunchtime, and parking up in the National Trust car park at Dungeon Ghyll Force, we headed straight up the side of the Langdale Pikes. The steep and arduous climb ascends directly from the car park until you summit the Pikes 3km later. The long ranging views to the South and East are contrasted by the layers of mountains seen in the opposite direct. From the top cloud floated around below us, creating a great sense of depth as it passed between us and the other mountains.
Heading down an equally steep trail we found ourselves at Stickle Tarn, which feeds directly into the spectacular Dungeon Ghyll waterfalls. I’d seen a few photos of the falls before, but really wasn’t aware of the true scale of them, or just how long they went on for. It really was a spectacular place and definitely one I’ll head back to.
Returning to the car we made our way to Cathedral Caves in Little Langdale, a personal favourite of mine, and quickly found ourselves stood in the large cavern that you first enter. I’ve been here once before, at the crack of dawn, so it was interesting to see it at a different time of day. Unlike last time we ventured deeper into the mine, heading down dark tunnels with only the dim torches on our phones to light the way. Down here you really got a sense of being in isolation; being somewhere that people don’t often go. The dark, silence was haunting, and the damp air close, which all combined to make an incredible atmosphere down there.
That evening we pitched tent at Blea Tarn, along with several other groups who were dotted around amongst the woodland. Having originally thought of the difficulty we might have trying to put together a fire (afternoon rain, had dampened most of the wood), we actually found easy success, and were soon sat around a roaring fire. Mesmerised by the fire’s hypnotic state, we spent the evening chatting, before getting some sleep for the drive back home the following morning