Some days

The early promise doesn't get fulfilled. 

Heading up into the high hills for an overnight camp, the morning started full of promise, the mists lifting from the trees, a hint of blue....

A few hours later we were carrying heavy packs up Rossett Gill, dressed in full waterproofs, the view ahead one of gloom and mist. When we got to Angle Tarn we did so due to some good map skills, no Tarn visible.