Under Loughrigg Pigs

On Under Loughrigg Road we watched three black pigs in a field. Two of them foraged in the earth while a larger one scratched its back on a stack of logs. Itch removed the large black pig waddled over to the foraging smaller ones. It head-butted the backside of a smaller one out of the way, and the second one took the hint and scuttled off too. The larger one then started foraging in the hole himself. I hope whatever was buried there was worth the effort. Of course, they could have been digging a tunnel to fashion an escape and they were just changing shifts.

Slip Up By Kapitan Mo

We took a path directly from the Pelter Bridge carpark on to Lanty Scar's lower slope. Initially the path was quite wet and muddy. As I plodded through the mud I heard a splash and some profanities behind me. I turned around to see Kapitan Mo picking himself up off the ground. The whole front of him, from toe to forehead, was covered in mud. Needless to say, myself and the Cabin Boy tried to console him by bellowing with laughter. As he tried to find a clean patch on his trousers, on to which he could wipe his muddy hands, he told us how his hat had blown off, and he'd slipped forward trying to catch it. At least the strong wind would dry him off. 

Lanty Scar

The path climbed around the back of Lanty Scar's crag and soon we were up on its top. As I'd hoped, the crag gave tremendous views. Nab Scar only seemed to be a stone's throw away and the rest of the peaks of the Fairfield Horseshoe looked quite imposing. We had an Eagle's eye view of Rydal Water below us, and over to the south the valley opened up to Ambleside with Wansfell Pike behind. The sun had gone behind the cloud as we'd reached the top and didn't reappear while we were there. This was a shame for taking photos, but sometimes that's the way.

Loughrigg Traverse

We headed off Lanty Scar and followed a stone wall alongside the forestry plantation. Kapitan Mo took the opportunity to have a quick wash in a stream that we crossed. The path crossed the lower part of Loughrigg Fell and we picked up a track back to Ambleside. I suggested to the Kapitan that we could go along the back route to our base, rather than along Ambleside's High Street. He said that he wasn't bothered about the embarrassment of walking through the crowds baked in mud. He obviously didn't realise that I'd suggested it for mine and the Cabin Boy's sake, rather than his. 

Loughrigg's Lanty Scar is a delightful short walk. The summit has tremendous views. I'd love to be up there with my camera when the Typhoons fly down the valley. Maybe one day I'll take a deckchair up there and wait for them to come.