May bank holiday wild(ish) camp


I had only planned a day trip to the lakes this weekend, but with Owen being away on a camping trip of his own Jack asked if we could go WILD camping ourselves.
Wild camping would have meant a trip to the outdoor shops to buy yet more equipment, smaller tent, gear for Jack etc etc;
I decided we would therefore camp on a farm in our 6 man tent and take a few luxuries along ๐Ÿ˜‰
To be fair I think Jack thought WILD camp just meant not showering for 3 days haha(we didn’t)
We set off on Saturday afternoon after Jacks football training. Traffic on the A66 was busier than usually with it being a Bank Holiday. I was cursing this at the time but thankful later on.
As we arrived in the lakes we headed down a small country lane towards our destination, I noticed two couples walking towards us with their small children. They looked rather familiar?
It was only my niece and nephew with their respective partners and children.
What are the chances of that?
Being in the lakes at the same time is one thing, but to actually bump in to each other is bizarre!!
After a quick drink at a nearby pub with them we were on our way again.

A view of Derwent water as we passed it on route.

It was such a beautiful day in the lakes that I decided on a detour that would take us over the Honister Pass and the old slate mines. The views through here from Buttermere are absolutely gorgeous. Unfortunately as I was driving I didn’t get any pics. I asked Jack to take a few but they mostly include my dashboard! ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
Dropping down from Honister we arrived in Seatoller, and it’s here we decided to camp. Setting up a tent with a 12 year old boy who still has 23% battery life on his iPad is when you really test your love as a parent!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

In our excitement in packing I had picked up the wrong sleeping bag for Jack! This was his old one from a few years ago ๐Ÿ˜ฎ
Optimistically I asked him to get in and try it……….at least his knees would be warm!!!
So it was an impromptu trip to Keswick after 8pm to try and get a sleeping bag for him!!
At least it’s there for next time as a spare ๐Ÿ˜‰
We decided to relax the WILD camping rules whilst in Keswick and grabbed a pizza to share๐Ÿ˜‰
Back at camp we were in bed for just after 10pm with a busy day planned for the next day.

The route map.

The morning started a bit drizzly and damp but our spirits were high. Unfortunately for Jack his iPad battery life not so!! “Now we are wild” said Jack haha.
We threw three tins of all day breakfast into a pan and set it away on the stove. Jacks job was to stir it every now and then while I prepared our packed lunches.
One burnt breakfast later and we were on our way ๐Ÿ˜‰

Gaining height from our base camp.

It’s a steep climb up the side of Greenhow Knotts but the reward is this….

The aptly named Sour Milk Ghyll.


It’s a long slog around the back of Base Brown and up on to Green Gable. The weather changed as we climbed and we were engulfed in low cloud and mist. Time to don the hat and gloves…(I did this last year in shorts and T shirt)
I put my camera away at this point so no more pics until we reach the summit.
From Green Gable we waited for a dip in the clouds then dropped down into Windy Gap. Named that because it’s a natural wind funnel and can take you off your feet on a good day!!
From here it’s a straight scramble to the summit of Great Gable. Jack loved this bit most out of the whole walk.

The summit of Great Gable.




A few more from the summit.

I’ve climbed Great Gable many times now; but to be up there with Jack was extra special. Hopefully Owen will join us soon too.
After lunch and some time to savour the moment it was time to head down.
Although Jack wanted to go on to climb Scafell Pike from there. I had to remind him of our age difference ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

Heading down.

Jack at the stretcher box. The very heart of the Lake District.

It’s that bridge again ๐Ÿ˜‰
Stockley bridge including Jack.

Back at camp 12km later we were both pooped. A quick change of clothes(no shower) and it was time to chill.
I’d left a carrier bag with a few beers in wedged between two rocks in the stream we were near. They were ice cold when I retrieved them. Perfect ๐Ÿ˜‰

A few tins of beef stew and dumplings went on the stove for tea(this time I stirred)
We were both ready for bed for 8pm but agreed it was too early, so spent the next 2 hours just chatting. ‘Twas lovely ๐Ÿ‘
The following day we headed into Borrowdale to show Jack the caves on castle crag that we couldn’t find back in 2009 on our very first visit to the lakes.
Borrowdale is officially the wettest place in England so it was no surprise that it was raining when we set off. The landscape here is stunning, with lush green everywhere due to the above mentioned statistic.

Jack trying out my camera on the water ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

The entrance to the caves…’s still wet!!

Inside the caves.

After Castle Crag it was across the road to the Bowderstone.


It was mid afternoon now and time to start thinking about heading home ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
We had a drive into Keswick which was naturally packed with Bank Holiday tourists.
One ice cream later and a few pics and it was Bon Voyage.





All in all a fab weekend of (wildish) camping.
Until the next time.
Scotty out. ๐Ÿ‘


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