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Page 127:-
roads from Buttermere, Ennerdale, and Wastdale. The guide
left them on the right road, and with full information as to
the rest of the way. They took the wrong side of the brook,
however, and so got bewildered. It was only four p.m., when
the guide left them: but darkness overtook them still
wandering. When they came down upon Tyson's house, early in
the morning, the family could not believe the story of their
descent, so perilous was the way they had come. One of the
ladies had, however, lost a pocket-book; and they had seen a
dead sheep: and, somebody immediately going up, these
incidents were verified; and the adventure of the Kendal
ladies remains one of the wonders of the dales.
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Blake Fell
mountain guide
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We had once an adventure in this neighbourhood, the moral of
which is, the comfort and security of having a guide. We
wanted to cross Blake Fell to Loweswater. The distance to
Scale Hill Inn was only six miles; the time summer; and the
track well marked on map and mountain. If there ever was a
case in which a guide might be thought unnecessary, it was
this: but two out of the party were young strangers; and the
third would not assume the charge of them. The heat was
excessive that day; so we lagged behind the guide, on the
ascent, though he carried knapsack and baskets. He was a
quiet-looking elderly mountaineer, who appeared to walk very
slowly; but his progress was great, compared with ours, from
the uniformity and continuity of his pace. In the worst part
of the walk, we tried the effect of following close behind
him, and putting our feet in his tracks; and we were
surprised
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-- "Blacksail" -- Black Sail Pass
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-- Blake Fell
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-- (mountain guides, Cumbria)
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