As part of the North Pennines Walking Festival we accessed Little Fell on the Warcop Firing ranges. This was our second try to get access to Little Fell, as it was completely booked last year, this year there had been two organised trips - both averaging about twenty five walkers.
After a brief talk on not to pick, kick of touch anything metal or bomb-like we set off into the mist and rain, what a contrast to last week, fully togged-up in wet, cold outdoor gear. After a short walk up Scordale we headed round the back of Roman Fell and up to the top plateau of Little Fell.
There was a ramshackle shelter and a gnarly old trig point which looked like it had taken a direct hit. This was the first of two points we visited as to cover all options for the contingent of Nuttall's baggers which constituted the majority of the group. There was some serious hill-baggers in the group, the majority being no spring chickens, so I upped my game a bit to show willing. Did see one guy who was a bit old-school necking a can of John Smith's smooth at the lunch stop, also several blokes wearing Ron Hill tracky bottoms circa 1982.
The weather improved dramatically towards the end of the day and we finished the walk in glorious sunshine.
The two guys who escorted us gave a fantastic commentary on the ecology of the peat uplands and the incredible conservation work various groups are doing in this desolate area, well done to everyone, it warms the heart that such people are out there.
Mickle Fell
Little Fell tops
Mickle Fell
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