Lakes heaven (and Hel)
As the sun began to set we realised there was no way we would reach Keswick before nightfall. Headtorches on, we began the climb up Barrow. An owl hooted in the distance and a full moon cast shadows over the fells. It was the last climb of many. One more push and we would have completed the George Fisher Tea Round. ----------------- Day one. I had been longing to return to the Lake District. It holds fond memories and is a wonderful place to run and take photographs. Matt S was already up there on volunteer duties for the Northern Traverse ultra event and had finished early. He asked if I wanted to join him for a couple of days to run some hills. I'd booked my train ticket before he had finished his sentence. My train arrived in Penrith at 12:30pm and an hour later we were setting off for the third highest mountain in England - Helvellyn. A clear sky with bright sunshine made a welcome change to the gloomy, cloudy wet days that had preceded it. We arrived in Patterdale where the ki