Tuesday was yet another fantastic day to go hiking. The plan for the day was to hike up to Wansfell Pike (1581 ft), and then continue down to the village of Troutbeck to have lunch at Mortal Man Pub (The coffee cup symbol to the right). Then we would continue around the southern slopes of Wansfell Pike (1581 ft) on our return to Ambleside. It all worked out great! The hike was 6.6 miles, with 1,524 ft of ascent, and it took 5 hours and 8 minutes, with a great stop near half-way.
This is the route we took, going clockwise out of Ambleside, over Wansfell Pike, down to Mortal Man in Troutbeck, and back around on the southern slopes of Wansfell Pike, with constant views of Windermere Lake.
This was on the initial gradual climb out of Ambleside, heading northeast. This was the view looking northwest, with the valley of the River Rothay and the face of Nab Scar (1493 ft) in the distance at left, and the valley of Rydal Beck at center.
This is where the path took a Ralph towards the southeast. From here, the top was nearly 1000 ft straight up (But the stone steps helped a lot.)!
Here we’re still below the tree line.
It just kept going.
We’re still climbing.
You always think that when you look up and see the edge of the mountain against the sky, you must be seeing the top, right? (Not!)
Ambleside was getting smaller, and smaller. Here you can see the valley of River Rothay on the right, which leads to the village of Grasmere. The Coffin Road, which was the path that coffins had to be carried from Ambleside to the consecrated ground at Grasmere for burial, is on the facing slope of that valley.
This is a similar photo, showing more of the path.
And every stone had to found, extracted, moved, and placed.
This is looking north on our initial ascent, over towards Kirkstone Pass. At 1489 ft, Kirkstone Pass is the highest mountain pass in the Lake District that is traversed by road. The mountain to the left of the pass is Red Screes (2546 ft).
Finally, we reached the top. And looking south, we saw Windermere Lake spreading out before us. Ambleside is off-screen right. We would be descending off-screen left, and then circling the base of the mountain from left to right.
Here we are at the top of Wansfell Pike (1581 ft), in a view looking south. Windermere, the lake, is at right, and the town of Windermere (and School Knott beyond) is in the distance directly above my head.
‘Just another gorgeous view of Windermere. The water to far left appears to be Morecambe Bay, over 15 miles away, where the River Kent flows into it at Arnside (where we stayed on Day 2 and hiked on Day 3). That is probably School Knott (522 ft) at the water on the very far left. Morecambe Bay is part of the Irish Sea which separates the islands of Ireland and Great Britain.
This is looking east from the peak. The clump of trees to right center is a the old Applethwaite Slate Quarry. Mortal Man Pub, where we’re heading next, is down that trail that winds in the distance, to just this side of the valley floor directly opposite the quarry (out of view). The quarry looks so close! But it is nearly 2 miles away as the crow flies, and much further as we would have to hike it.
Down we go. The quarry is at top left. The village of Troutbeck is over the ridge to the right.
Here we’ve turned south on Nanny Lane, just before we made the turn west, to go straight down-slope into the Trout Beck valley.
And there it was, Mortal Man Pub. If this was a hallucination, it was a damned good one! Their website says that there has been an ale house here since 1689 (for like, 334 years). That’s the slate quarry at top right.
At this point, I was ready to do some heavy lifting.
I can’t breath!
Steak and eggs on toast. ‘Just the ticket.
And Patty’s Avocado Toast looked great too.
And at center.
It was an easy walk through rolling hills.
The mountains in the distance are The Langdales.
We had an audience.
That field to the right contains the remains of the Ambleside Roman Fort.
This is looking south, back along the path.
And my (our) Sticky Toffee Puuuuuddddding . . .
And I totally forgot to powder my wig. So embarrassing!
How did these people survive without a wide-screen TV!