My Old Fiend

The Helvellyn skyline after sunset.

Climbed up onto the High Street Ridge (Lake District), and watched Darkness envelop the fells, before sleeping beneath the stars. No need to fear the dark with the right gear. Not even a penetrating frost could temper scenes of cloud moving beneath rotating stars and shooting stars. The moon dipped eventually below the horizon to reveal the depths of space. Now that can be quite scary. How small we are.

It was the following day that ushered in trying times...