We have an early start tomorrow for one of our most difficult days of ascents and consequent descents.
Today we only tucked 8.5 miles under our belt bringing the total to 47 miles in all. Our easiet day of the trip.
We made a steep climb in the morning to the clouds and then tried to descend as fast as we could to get out of the mizzle that the clouds produced.
Up in the clouds.
For some reason I had my back to where we were heading coming down the other side.
On the way down we passed the Brothers Parting stone where William Wordsworth last saw his brother before he died on a shipwreck. This poem was read out in the misty rain by Howard. It was very sad.
“Here did we stop; and here looked round
While each into himself descends,
For that last thought of parting Friends
That is not to be found.
Brother and friend, if verse of mine
Have power to make thy virtues known,
Here let a monumental Stone
Stand–sacred as a Shrine.”
Later it was time for some fun.
Selfie stick time
This is short but sweet. Time to get set for a big day tomorrow. Compeed plasters at the ready.
Boots drying out nicely. Let's sleep.
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