Where have the Langdale Pikes gone?

This was the view this morning as we were packing up to leave. The reddish blob to the lower right of the picture is actually the top of Mike's big umbrella as he carried things to the car. I've often thought of The Lake District as being my personal Brigadoon. (Younger blippers may have to ask their parents.) When we arrived, there it was, laid before us in all it's glory. Now we are leaving it is disappearing in the mists only to re-appear the next time we visit. Looking forward to that already! The rain was torrential and continued all the way home.