Day 9 – Red Tarn to Angle Tarn

5.5 miles (via Ullswater)

My morning porridge is interrupted by little people scuffling along a misty Striding Edge.

A short day so I'm last to leave. Low cloud but dry as I descend past the Hole-in-the-Wall.


The track is well used, easy to follow, but the gradient makes my knees groan.

Glenridding is manic. Bought some chocolate, made my excuses and left. An old Benelli Sei (6-pot) is parked by the water's edge. Original too.


Pit-stop at the hotel in Patterdale to charge camera batteries, honest! It's August and they are advertising Christmas meals.

Crossing Goldrill Beck, I climb over Rooking to Boredale Hause. Still on the up Angletarn Pikes give way to the gobsmackingly pretty Angle Tarn.

This has to be the best spot I've ever discovered in the Lakes. Even the sun shone for me. Happy, I pitch up by the water's edge.

A misty Swirral Edge.

Angle Tarn. What can I say!