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Guess who is the most sure footed on this steep slope, me or this ram. If he had decided to use those splendid horns on me I wouldn't have had a chance.

Behind him you can see Haystacks which is where we were heading. Haystacks was Alfred Wainrights favourite fell. His ashes were scattered beside Innominate Tarn on the top. The views down Buttermere were fantastic from the top.

I was tempted to wait for sunset again tonight but decided to go ahead and blip this.

You can see some more pictures from yesterday on Flickr