78 Low Fell – It does what it says on the tin

Low Fell is a small mountain overlooking the Kirkstile Inn on Loweswater – the clue is in the name as they say It’s not too big.  As you may have gathered from previous posts Mark is recovering from Pneumonia and is struggling to walk for very far and certainly not up hill.  However, every week we have a go and try and stretch out the distance and elevation so this time Low Fell at 423m and number 200 on the Wainwright list seemed like an achievable target, especially as anything above this height was dusted in snow.

We reminisced about how we had, possibly in a moment of madness, driven the Mosser Road when we first moved in 20 years ago.  Now very much “Not suitable for Motor vehicles”rutted with water damage.

Arriving at the first fence on open countryside Mark beat a retreat to read a book in the warmth of his car and wait for me in Thackthwaite. If I put a shift on I thought I might be able to nab Fellbarrow as well, but the splendour of the reddening sky on the summit of Low Fell the wonders of modern technology told me that I had less than 40 minutes until sunset so it lived to fight another day and tea was an hour earlier than expected.


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