This November I finally made it back to the Kendal Mountain festival! I managed to watch some really inspirational fell running films on the big screen and I also took part in my first fell/trail race up on to Scout Scar.
Having made the long trip to get there, I didn’t want to waste the opportunity for some winter walking in the Lake District, so with the good company of my sister we headed for the fells.
Red Screes was our goal and once we had climbed out of Ambleside I quickly remembered how refreshing it was to be high up in an upland valley, lost in our own thoughts, keeping our heads down in the rain.
We didn’t mind the poor weather as we knew it would pass by late morning, when we would be high up near the summit, looking down on the path we had arrived by, far down below us on the valley floor.
The descent was genuinely awe inspiring and it has been a long time since I have felt so good about a day’s climbing. However, the stand-out moment for me came when 2 fell runners flanked by their dog came bounding effortlessly down past us as we climbed towards the summit. We watched them as they ran as tiny specks of colour below us against the shadow of Fairfield, until they merged into stone wall and heather and were gone. Maybe one day I will return and that will be me running!