Our hike from Rosthwaite to Grasmere turned out to be a nightmare.
We woke up to rain and clouds. The day promised to be a long climb and descent, but the forecast had promised a clear afternoon. WRONG!! The rain never let up. The trails were flooded and we were all soaked through and through. We were tired and hungry, but stopping without shelter was not an option, so we plodded through without lunch. Towards the top of the mountain it was steep and slippery and it took every ounce of our energy and every muscle in our bodies to climb. In fact, it was so steep and slippery at the top, we scrambled and crawled on our hands and knees, pulling ourselves upwards, grasping at any sturdy rock and grasses we could find to keep from falling. Of this, of course, we have no photos!
Downhill was no better as the water was gushing over the path and we had to cross many streams that were overflowing. Of course we encountered the English bogs which meant walking in grass and water at the same time!
A wrong day to hike and take pictures for sure. The waterproof cover on the camera resulted in hazy pictures on my camera. The clearer pictures are from Sakkar’s camera without a cover. Not much to show for a hell of hike or the unforgettable memories of how we survived this day!!!
Tomorrow we are all heading out to Glasgow, Scotland for few days of fun in the city and take a leave from our hiking adventure.
Incidentally, tomorrow is Pat’s and my 32nd wedding anniversary!
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Happy anniversary enjoy the break an hopefully better weather after that
I guess in the British Isles, you were bound to get some rain…so sorry. But it sounds like you have plans for a great day tomorrow to celebrate 32 years together. So enjoy and celebrate. That picture of Pat, all smiles in the rain, is classic! Remember that song by the Eurithmics, “Here comes that rain again
Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do
Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
Oh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Happy Anniversary lovers!
We, all four of us, are enjoying your song!! So sweet of you to send it!!
hah, the rain ruined my day too – flight cancelled. at least you had an adventure and got some great photos. Happy Anniversary!!
Happy Anniversary, Pat and Enayet. Celebrate it to the fullest especially after a nightmare of a hike. Hopefully, you will not have to experience such dreadful weather and terrain. In days to come, try to bypass such areas or postpone for a better weather. Good luck and take care.
happiest anniversary to you! enjoying it the best way – out in nature! Here’s hoping for less rain and a beautiful day.
Oh my gosh. You are all such badasses! That sounds like an awful but memorable day. Way to kill it on your hike!! Sending you lots off love:)
Happy Anniversary! 32 years is a long time!
I’m really enjoying reading about your adventures and seeing the pictures. Thank you for posting them 😊
I always love reading/seeing all your posts; honest, beautiful and fun. You and Pat are truly amazing and inspiring! Continue the magic and stay safe!
Hi, Aunt Patty and Enayet! Happy Anniversary to you!! I love reading about your journey and seeing all of the photos. It looks fabulous (aside from the really rainy day where it seemed like a tough hike!). Much love to you both!
Hi, Crissy! Thank you for all your sweet notes! It has been so nice hearing from you! Hope you all all well! I bet it’s time to take James back to school about now.
We are stopping our hike earlier than we had planned. It has rained all day every day. That in itself is not a problem, we are prepared for rain. It’s the bogs. The rain has soaked the ground and one can’t get away from the bogs. They just don’t end! The water and muck is deep, over our boots. It can suck one’s shoe right off. And the streams are swelled, making us wade calf deep in fast-moving water. We have to hold hands with each other for stability to safely cross the stream.
The conditions make it just not worth it, and it’s risky and scary at times. Very steep and slippery in places.
Views are great when you can stop to look up! But there’s no sun. It’s just rain, rain, rain, and a lot of work.
So we are abandoning this trail. The books told us there were bogs, and I’ve seen bogs…I’ve crossed bogs, just never this many. They’re everywhere and one can’t get out of them except to cross them. And one can’t get out of the perpetual rain.