It had started to rain after I left the M6 and there was no signs of the brightness that had been forecast. I parked easily behind a fell runner who was stood behind his car with his boot open who then gave me an extra long stare through the tailgate glass The fell runner left as I threw my pack over my shoulder making sure I'd tucked my waterproof trousers into my packs side pocket for ease of use should the rain get any heavier. There was water everywhere after last nights downfall which actually woke me up during the night, who doesn't like being woken up by the rain though.
I passed Fell Foot Farm which is to the right of the trees below and sighted the fell runner half the way up Parlick, hands on knees, wide strides giving the steep fell side everything he'd got. There are three paths to ascend/descend by one that ascends via the flank of the fell before a steep last push, the second and most popular is a direct path which is actually quite eroded or this one, a smooth grassy trod but don't let the photo fool you, it's very steep and even has a false summit. |