Ennerdale Bridge to Rothswaite

All dressed up and a long way to go.

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Approaching Ennerdale Water overshadowed by the heights of Grag Fell
which is enjoying the caress of low soft cloud. 

Early morning trampers enjoying a stroll besides the lake of
Ennerdale Water, beneath the towering heights of Angler's Crag.

The path follows the water's edge to the point which is
Robin Hood's Chair. 

The northern boundary of the lake touches the sky. 

The long view of Ennerdale Water and a 'typical' Lake District sky. 

The morning remained overcast and dark. Fortunately there
was little wind to enliven the occasional showers. 

From the 'lookout' of Robin Hood's Chair towards the head of
the lake which is our objective.

The uninviting thrust of Angler's Crag from where even the most
ambitious  fisherman would be unlikely to catch anything other
than a cold.

The misty valley down which flows the River Liza to lift the
level of Ennerdale Water. Our path is the cart track on the right. 

The 'King of the Valley', a magnificent erratic bolder, has
kept watch over this place for more than ten thousand
years - since the last Ice Age. The King is a rather plumb
gentleman who would turn the scales at several hundred
tons. 

A stream running down from the high peaks of Red Pike, High Stile,
High Crag or the Hay Stack, a route denied to us by the thick
mountain mist.

Several peaks off to the south. 

Our first sighting of Black Sail YHA hostel glimmering in the
near distance. Here we feasted on hot tea and cake amongst a
 steaming mod of red faced fellow trampers.

The path leading towards the near vertical climb known as
Seavy Knott which follows the tumbling waters of Loft Beck.

Looking back westwards towards Ennerdale Water to
where the cascading flow of Loft Beck is heading. The
path may be seen on the left running around the flank
of the hill.

From the tops, beneath Brandreth and Grey Kotts, looking
north to Fleetwith Pike where the land falls away to Buttermere,
the lake in the distance. 

Beyond Fleetwith Pike the hillside is scarred by a hard rock quarry. 

The mist lifted exposing the high route across Red Pike,
High Stile, Comb Crags, High Grag, Scarth Gap and High
Stacks. We'd save that walk for another day.