It was a very windy night and my sleep kept getting interrupted by the tent being severely battered. I'm camping in my no2 Aztec Esquina Solo tent and I'm glad I am especially because of its good aerodynamic shape. The morning was also intermittent rain so I delayed my departure to 8:55am. I set off north across Yewdale Fells with a fierce tail wind which made walking difficult. Before long I was getting too hot under my full waterproofs so stopped to take a layer off. As I set off the rain started again and the terribly wet ground meant I was soon walking in wet socks. The rain increased and all I could see ahead was curtains of rain rushing by. Considering the rain and cloud I could still see ahead and managed to keep to the path and eventually the old quarry track which descended to the road at Tilberthwaite. The rain increased in ferocity and I'm glad it was still behind me. I passed the car park which surprisingly had three cars in it and continued towards High Tilberthwaite Farm. The approach was difficult due to the road being flooded. Another blast of heavy rain hit as I emerged from the flood and as I got to the farm I took some shelter in an open barn.

Sheltering from the rain.

From Tilberthwaite towards the Langdales

The rain seemed to ease so I set off again up the rough track towards Little Langdale. The sky seemed to brighten a little as I continued over the summit and down to the main track. I turned right towards Low Hall Garth where I met another flooded track and took a hole in the wall to avoid further foot soaking.

 Up the field I came to the Birk Holme Farm track then the road. I crossed the road to the left and up the minor road to Dale End. The clearing sky vanished to be replaced by more dark clouds.

High Hallgarth bunkhouse.

Slaters Bridge in the sunshine.

Across the field I came to the quaint Slater's Bridge where a brief flash of sunshine illuminated it before vanishing for the rest of the day. At the top of the lane the tarmac ended and I turned left to take a path up the fell side. It was quite well made and must have been an old quarry workers access in the past. The wind was getting up again and I thought I'd look for a good pitch. With all the water cascading off the hillside there was no shortage of water so I found a camp spot with some shelter from the wind.