Santon Bridge May 2011

Our youngest daughter Meredith and her family were with us for the first two nights, and as is usual on these occasions, I was charged with providing some excitement for Dean, father of their two sons. I chose Buckbarrow, and we attacked it on Saturday via its "unassailable" south face (AW 1965). We used the westernmost of the two scree gullies, and although this looks formidable from Greendale, it is, although a stiff climb, a safe and unexposed route.
 

Greendale and the screes from near the top of the gully.



The Scafells from Buckbarrow top.


Cascades on Greendale Gill on the descent.

After a trip back to Bolton on Tuesday (someone has to keep the wheels of industry turning) followed by the Workington 10k that evening (don't ask), it was up Middle Fell with David P-T and Joss on Wednesday morning, when I was treated to a chance meeting with TF as we returned to Greendale. She seemed in fine spirits and was off to have a second attempt at finding Seatallan trig; I left her discussing the route with Joss.

The grey squirrels have reached Wasdale, so the OSH and I were delighted to encounter this little chap in Blengdale on Friday afternoon.



Not great photographs, but it was kind of him to hang around long enough for me to take these.



Blengdale is a fine valley and although it's Forestry Commission, it's a good mix of conifers and broad leaf, not planted in any obvious pattern and many of the conifers are quite mature.