With terrible weather (yes I’m a fair weather walker judge away) and being a social butterfly I had not been fell walking since May. So with a favourable forecast I text my friend Ria to see what Wainwrights she still had to do. Fellbarrow in the western fells was her penultimate one so that was the plan, plus it’s not far to one of my favourite pubs The Kirkstile Inn.
I messaged Stu, Ray and Gary to see if they fancied a bimble, quick response was a resounding yes! Think the thought of brownies helped influence their decision hehe.
So we decided to meet in Thackthwaite, free parking is very limited but we got parked. The weather was stunning. So with the obligatory selfie off we went.
We decided we would do Low Fell too as was next to it, plus made more of a walk. It was so good to be back out in the fells. Though despite running, I could feel I wasn’t fell fit. It’s a nice gentle walk up.
Such a gorgeous day, it was a short walk to the summit of Fellbarrow. 213 for Ria. I decided I would try and climb the trig point. We were in ripples of laughter at me trying to do this. But with a leg up from Stu I was the “Angel of the Lakes”.