Helvellyn day three and the half way point!

Day three and the half way point what a feeling one more hill and we have passed that pschycological barrier and we are on our way home.

Helvellyn started off by a lovelly stream crossed a pretty little wooden bridge and then another, then recrosses the stream. Then the path headed skywards, it felt like being on a stepper for an hour solid raise one leg then the other.

This sole destroying monotonous stride just kept us going. Then the wind began, and the it started to bluster and then blow and blow some more guessing the wind must have been up around the 40 mile per hour region. We manage to gain what we thought was the summit and the path kept going and going and going the track widened in to a highway the path kept gradually rising and again for the 5th time out of the mist the trig point loomed.

We shook hands once again and began the descent. Chilling out at the end I took a paddle in the stream to rest my sorry feet. Mentally preparing ourselves for Scafell pike the one hill I was nervous about. we'll know soon enough.

Bryn