Loughrigg Fell

Our mission on this one - to climb Brookes first fell. Loughrigg was the chosen destination. We had our route planned but not before coffee and pastries. We stocked up on sausage rolls then carried on.

We followed the road out of Grasmere town and toward the lake, meandering off into the woodland. It was bright but the shade from the trees and the rain from the night before made for a sunken landscape. The ground was soft. The light misty. We walked up and down, eventually joining the side of the lake. The boundaries are soft and blurred. The woodland merges into the water. There’s no obvious change. This is something we love about the Lake District. It feels natural and unchanged.

We skirted around the lake before splitting off to start making our way up Loughrigg itself. The dry, dusty path was well trodden and easy enough to follow. We gradually weaved upwards, overcoming a few steeper bits and sharing the baby carrying! Closer to the top it became rolling hills with soft, wet grass under foot. The wind was howling across us.

We found the top and a sheltered place to re fuel. The wind was still strong so we stayed just long enough to take in the views before heading down the other side. We splashed through sodden ground and brushed between the grass, stopping only to admire a water filled cave. We were out of the wind now so it was a straight shot to the lake and back the way we came.

Badge earned!