Saturday 27th February 2010, it was not quite as cold and not as bright as five days ago, when I got to Troutbeck and parked at Church Bridge. I walked up to Troutbeck Park, up to the path above Hird Wood and on to the ridge over Low Great Knott and High Great Knott to Hart Crag. I walked up the ridge leading to Caudale Moor, through fresh deeper snow; it was misty on the plateau when I reached the summit at Stony Cove Pike. I had an interesting, snowy scramble of a descent to Threshthwaite Mouth, and an intimidating ascent up the steep snow slope to Thornthwaite Crag. I navigated into the whiteness using my compass, and found the ridge path to the impressive looking Froswick; I walked on to Ill Bell and Yoke before descending to Garburn Pass and walked down the increasingly, deeply eroded Garburn Road back to Troutbeck. Read about it

Monday 22nd February 2010, it was a frosty bright morning when I got to Troutbeck, I parked at Church Bridge and walked up the icy road uphill to the top of the village where a footpath leads up to Nanny Lane. By the time I reached the summit of Wansfell Pike, it was properly snowy and the views were fantastic; I walked along the undulating ridge, through deeper snow and some slippery steep descents, to Baystones, the summit of Wansfell. I followed the wall northwards, I didn't see many signs of a path but there was a single set of footsteps in the snow; and eventually got dow to the Kirkstone Road at Woundale Raise. I found a place where I was able to climb over the wall, and then walked up the ridge of Broad End; when I reached the cairn at the top of Ravens Edge, then made the long walk, plodding through deep soft snow, eventually to the summit of Caudale Moor. It was too late to make the crossing of Thresthwaite Mouth to Thornthwaite Crag and walk the Ill Bell ridge, so I retraced my steps, and then made a descent directly towards Hart Crag. I eventually got down to Trout Beck and walked across field until I reached Ing Lane at Ing Bridge; just a couple of miles to walk back to the car. Read about it

Saturday 30th January 2010, there were already plenty of cars parked near Seathwaite Farm when I arrived, I had to leave my car half a mile up the road. I walked up by the side of Sour Milk Gill, there was no lying snow at this level, but there were regular icy patches, of varying sizes, to be avoided. The final zigzag upto Gillercombe Head was covered in hard snow making the path difficult to climb, so I put on my crampons and climbed directly up tne icy slope. By the time I reached the summit of Green Gable, the snow was deep enough to make walking in crampons a bit awkward, but I took them off a bit too soon for the final steep climb to the summit of Great Gable. The summit plateau of Great Gable was fantastic, with a shiny snowy surface in brilliant sunshine, and terrific views in every direction. I descended towards Styhead, there was deeper snow that had been disturbed and softened by many walking boots, it wasn't that difficult but I ended up on my backside a couple of times. I sat at the stretcher box by myself for a while enjoying the sunshine and the view of the hills, before descending the treacherously icy path by the side of Styhead Gill. Once I reached Taylorgill Force, there was less ice, but I had to take care in places all the way back to the car. Read about it

Saturday 9th January 2010, after the heavy snow earlier in the week, the roads were clear enough to get safely to Grasmere. I expected an icy walk but there was much more snow than I expected, and I changed my mind and walked up a path I haven't used before, it took me from Near Easdale to the hause between Yew Crag ans Great Castle How. These minor peaks are subsidiary summits of Blea Rigg, and I walked and climbed to the undulating ridge and made a steep scramble up a snow slope to the summit of Blea Rigg. I made the long walk to Sergeant Man, strenuously stepping every step in the deep snow, before the ascending the final rocky ridge to its summit. The view from the summit was fantastic, the air was clear and the light was good. I had intended to descend to Codale Tarn, but without navigating properly I came across a set of footprints heading down towards Broadstone Head, the footprints disappeared but I carried on down through even deeper snow. It started to go dark as I started my descent to Far Easedale and it was difficult to follow the footprints in the snow, but eventually found my way back to Grasmere. Read about it