Jimmy did a great job describing the walk; here are some pictures.
Breakfast in the surprisingly lovely breakfast room at the Shepherd Arms:
A few views of Ennerdale water. I couldn’t get over the clarity of the reflections:
The lovely Liza:
Black Sail, “the loneliest and most romantic of Youth hostels,” as Wainwright says. Note the smallish peak on the left: we’ll be going over it in a few hours.
Beginning the long, and ultimately very very steep climb along Loft Beck:
Looking back into the valley; I was so dizzy from the climb I could barely look back to take photos:
At the top, just before the storms came:
At the Honister Mine, after a ridiculously steep descent down an old tramline track:
Arrival in Borrowdale, many hours later: