For our return visit to the Lake District, I had my fingers firmly crossed for a few things… Some snow still on the peaks (hence our March visit) some still weather for reflections, a nice sunset/sunrise or two and some clear nights.. oh and a lack of other people to get in the way of my pictures – a tall order, it would appear not!
We stayed at the National Trust Wasdale Head campsite in the shadow of Sca Fell on the lower slopes of Scafell Pike and the weather forecast was for a cold clear night, which suited us as we weren’t camping. The only way I could get my long-suffering Mrs to agree to stay on Wast Water was to book a comfortable little pod for a couple of nights with its own electricity and underfloor heating – very nice.
At stupid o’clock, I got up, happy to see lots of stars and a slowly lightening sky to the east, grabbed my gear and set off for the Lake.
It was very cold, if you look, you can see the ice between the stones on the shores of the lake, and there wasn’t a soul around. Not even the birds and other wildlife were making any noise and as the sun made its slow way towards sunrise, I wandered around the edge of the lake snapping away, as happy as I could ever hope to be.
Once the sun was up and the dawn had finished its display, I continued off down the lake, capturing shots over the still water until I figured I really should return back to the campsite to cook some breakfast and get on with the rest of the day.
