We set the alarm this morning so that we had a good start and we left the site relatively early under cloudless skies. All went well until Windermere when we got heavy traffic and sat in a jam all the way to Ambleside caused by minor roadworks by the youth hostel. Frustratingly we had lost half an hour but once past Ambleside we were back on track. For a change we approached Blea Tarn from Little Langdale. The road was very narrow but the scenery spectacular. One parked up in the National Trust car park and the bags packed we headed down to the Tarn. Although there was some ripple on the water further out is was flat clam near the shore and gave fantastic reflections of the Langdale Pikes. Beig one of the most famous vies in the Lakes there were plenty of phographers about and even a professional art is who sat there all day producing a beautiful oil painting. Once we continued on towards Side Pike we left most of the crowds behind. Unfortunately the sky was cloudless and the light harsh; we photographers are never happy. Side Pike is only a tiny hill on the ridge up to its slightly higher neighbour Lingmoor Fell. Both are Wainrights and give stunning views of The Langdales and the fells dominating the head of the valley: Pike O'Blisco, The Crinkle Crags and Bowfell. Back at the Tarn the reflections were even better but the light had gone.
We continued on down to Great Langdale and back to Ambleside. The plan had been to drive to the Heaton Cooper Gallery for an exhibition of photographs of a 1929 exhibition to Kanchenjunga and contemporary paintings by Julian Cooper. Annoyingly it was the switch on of the Ambleside Chistmas Lakes and traffic was grid locked. Frustrated, we headed back to the caravan and beef in beer from the slow cooker.
We continued on down to Great Langdale and back to Ambleside. The plan had been to drive to the Heaton Cooper Gallery for an exhibition of photographs of a 1929 exhibition to Kanchenjunga and contemporary paintings by Julian Cooper. Annoyingly it was the switch on of the Ambleside Chistmas Lakes and traffic was grid locked. Frustrated, we headed back to the caravan and beef in beer from the slow cooker.
