Burnt on Great Gable
The hottest day of the year so far saw Tex, his friend Mark and I on Great Gable today. We walked up from the Slate Mine at Honister, over the little visited Grey Knotts and Brandreth. It was so hot I ended up getting burnt on the arms and face, mainly because I’m too stupid to wear suncream.
Any path from the Mine is a punishing slog, so early after leaving the car, but I think the route to Grey Knotts gains more height and more quickly than the route up the Old Tramway to Drum House – the route that most people enter Honister on, when walking the Coast to Coast.
This was my first sight of Great Gable close up and it’s an astonishing lump of rock, so craggy and rocky – it looks like it’s been mined and worked for hundreds of years, but it’s all natural beauty!
I ticked off another 4 Wainwright’s today, bringing my total to 85 from 25 different walks. Hopefully I’ll manage another 3 tomorrow, depending on fitness, when I intend to visit the Scafells.