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There is wet mist, dry mist, dark mist, light mist; in brief, every type of weather you can have with sunlight, you can have with mist. On this occasion, it was a progressively darker and thicker mist, the accumulation of several weeks of rain then followed by warmish weather.
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At the outset on approaching the Far Easedale valley, everything is veiled in mist, creating a living watercolor. | ||
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Along the upper part of the trail, ghosts abound. | ||
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The mist stops at about 1200 feet, and fell tops (such as Tarn Crag on the right) become clear while the valley below, including Grasmere, remains hidden. | ||
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The way to Calf becomes quite obvious - if somewhat boggy on the approach. All around the fell, the mist approaches as a rough surf. | ||
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In the early dusk of a December day, the mist ascends while Sue and I descend, and all the far ridges slowly disappear. If you're interested in sunny comparisons, the third part of my other set of pages about a Calf Crag walk has nonmist equivalents to the last two photos. | ||