I had wanted to take some pictures of the limestone pavement near Ingleton but time pressures meant I never found the bit I was seeking and I had to make do with a shot of the Ribblehead viaduct.
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I had never been to Wastwater before but forgot to charge the batteries on both my cameras which meant only a handful of shots were possible. The first group of images are taken from half way along the lake towards Wasdale Head and Scarfell Pike.
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The screes are famous for their bleakness and treacherous footpath. They shine orange in the setting sun but I had to contend with a noonday sun shining in my face.
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The hills on the northern shore were, by contrast, bathed in sunshine and looked quite cheerful.
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We drove up the east side on Coniston on a perfect morning but it was hard not to take a standard picture post card shot.
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