With the fine weather continuing we venture a little further afield, but we want to avoid steep, strenuous paths for the moment. 

Sale Fell fits the bill and is close enough to home to give an interesting walk this afternoon.

Weather wise, a high pressure haze is building so long distance views are beginning to suffer.

That's where we are heading . . . Sale Fell . . . taken from the roadside on our approach to Wythop Mill.

Brumston Bridge, Wythop Valley,

so close to our parking that the dogs and I walk the short distance down the road to take the photo.

Parking for four or five off road, close to the Kelswick Farm gate.

The dogs have already run up to be with Ann.

No ice today . . . Ann will be pleased . . . this is where she slipped on the visit just after Christmas 2017.

We're walking the Sale Fell round anti-clockwise . . . so we make a start up the farm road.

Improvised fencing to stop the animals wandering downstream.	Eskin Farm's horses have their winter coats on today.

High above us, Dodd Crags with its white stones contrasting with the blue skies.

It is so warm that our spare, light coats are in a small rucksack . . . and will remain so all afternoon.

The Kelswick feeder stream catches the sunlight

as it makes its way down an artificial channel, slightly up the fellside from the road.

As the tarmac road turns to approach the farm entrance, we take a left onto the fell track.

The sycamore tree is just starting into bud in this warm spell of weather.

The track takes us up past the farm buildings and on towards the summit.

Looking back into the sunshine which just serves to emphasises the haze.

The shaded hill on the far side is Ling Fell.

Looking away from the sun the visibility over to Skiddaw appears much better.

From the top of the track we can see Lothwaite Hill, its summit now fully denuded of trees.

Ann's panoramic shot finds me climbing the slope towards the summit of Sale Fell.

A quick zoomed photo of Helvellyn and Brown Cove Crags

as they reappear above the pile of stones on The Rivings.

There are several people out on the fell today but it is not exactly crowded.

We reach the summit together and sit for while and look around

and take a photographic record of the 24th time we've climbed it since the web site records began.

( There have been a few more climbs but they've gone unreported )

May we share the view with you this fine day . . .

Click here or on the photo above for a 360 degree annotated panorama.

A quick walk over to  the high ground adjacent to the top . . . and Bass Lake comes into view.

Behind the dogs, Binsey is the rounded fell in the picture.

The lighter line across the fields on the far side of the lake is the route of the new water pipeline, not the road.

Dougal sitting up straight . . . trying to look bigger than Dylan.

They are having a great time running around together today.

Chance to make weird crocodile shadow pictures as we three sit on a rock just down from the summit.

Another stop on Dodd Crags, the ones with the white quarts rock that we saw from below, earlier in the walk.

Beyond is the extensive walking of the Whinlatter fells, Lords Seat and Broom Fell.

Nearing the end of the walk and we're looking into the sun once again.

The apparent visibility is much worse this direction . . .

. . . it looks like the traffic on the A66 road have their headlights on.

In actual fact it is just the bright sun reflecting off the cars who are queuing up behind the Eddie Stobbart lorry.

The hazy outline of Mellbreak as we drive back home.

The tree covered knoll of Red How fills the middle ground.

After a nice day . . . a nice sunset.

The shadow of Mellbreak is casting a sunset line across the slopes of Grasmoor and Whiteless Pike.