Route: Riggindale Horseshoe
Area: Far Eastern Lake District
Date of walk: 5th June 2014
Walkers: Andrew
Distance: 8.0 miles
Weather: drizzle and rain to start, clearing later on
I parked at the head of Haweswater, not a lake but a reservoir, created in 1929 when a dam was built to raise the level of the original lake, drowning two villages in the process. The reservoir now supplies a quarter of the water supply of the North West
As I drove along the shore I could see the whole round at a glance and it seemed that all the tops I was heading for were clear, so it was game on and no need to resort to my low level alternative of walking round the lake
A long ridge leads to the first fell on the Riggindale Horseshoe round – High Street – but when I was half way up the mist came down and it started to rain quite heavily, to the extent that I considered abandoning the walk. I dithered around for a while weighing up the pros and cons and in the end decided to soldier on, hoping it would clear. Luckily it did, though High Street was still in the mist when I finally reached the end of the ridge. I walked along the Straits of Riggindale, keeping a look out for England’s only resident golden eagle who has lived here since 2001 and is looking for a mate. He didn’t make an appearance today
The next fells in order of appearance were The Knott (which wasn’t on my planned route but was so close that it seemed rude not to pay a visit), Rampsgill Head and finally Kidsty Pike. The weather cleared up towards the end and it was a pleasant descent back to the start
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Shortly before the car park, I can see the horseshoe clearly - the ridge to High Street in the middle and the final fell Kidsty Pike to the right

… and again from higher up - the reservoir has blended into its surroundings now and seems like a natural lake

My pulse quickens as I look up to Riggindale Crag before the final push to the summit of High Street, out of sight in the mist

My route is over to the right but at this point I decide to visit The Knott, just beyond the brow ahead