Friday 8th June 2018 I woke early, unzipped the door to my tent and peered outside. It was clear, and to the north east the sky was glowing with the morning dawn. A few light clouds lingered which caught the sunlight, turning shades of orange, red & pink. It was the start of a glorious final day in the Lakes. As the sun slowly rose over the northern fells, I got a few snaps, and leisurely brewed a coffee to wake me up, as well as munching down a couple of cereal bars. Something caught my eye & I glimpsed in the opposite direction of the sunrise, and saw the fells of the Buttermere ridge catching the first light of the day - the top of Red Pike emphasising it's name. An hour or two later, after packing away my tent, I headed back down to my car at Newlands Hause, retracing the route up. Whilst back at the car, I unloaded my gear and took the opportunity to walk over to Moss Force, a waterfall which cascades not too far from the road, just a minutes walk. Taking my Sawyer...