After leaving the ODG Car Park at 7.20am the sun was just hitting The Band as I passed through Stool End farm.

Dawn light on Crinkle Crags.

Crossing the beck.

Only a faint path on the ridge above Crinkle Gill. This is not a recognised route of ascent to Crinkle Crags but my objective of Gladstone's Finger was easier to find from below rather from above.

Autumn morning in Langdale.

Gaining height on the rocky ridge.

From much lower down I was able to identify the "finger", all I had to do was climb up to it. It can be seen amongst the crags here.

At last! Gladstone's Finger. It had taken a bit of detective work to get here but well worth it. The pinnacle stands about 20' tall next to a scree gully of very loose stones. The gully is steep and not for the faint-hearted. A.W. did not give the exact location possibly due to this fact. Thanks go to a couple of people including Derry Brabbs for helping me find the "finger".

Langdale from Gladstone Knott.

It was cold here but not as cold as it was on Helvellyn, the first snow of winter.

Iced puddles and Pike O'Blisco.

The third Crinkle from the first.

Long Top Tarn and snow caked rocks.

Mickle Door scree.

The Scafells from near Shelter Crags.

Never too cold for a dip.

Next on the agenda, Bowfell via the Climber's Traverse. From the Three Tarns I descended The Band until I picked up the CT track. Here you can see the crags with Bowfell Buttress on the far right.

The Climber's Traverse contours under the crags on a narrow path.

Bowfell Buttress ahead.

The waterspout at the foot of Cambridge Crag. Walkers ascend the route to the Great Slab.

A sense of scale with the walker at the top of the slab.

Looking back on Cambridge Crag and Bowfell Buttress from the top of the slab.

Rocky outcrops near Bowfell Summit.

Bowfell Summit.

The path ahead to Esk Pike.

The Scafells from Bowfell.

Zooming in on the East Buttress and Mickledore.

From Ore Gap, the view north east.

Looking back to Bowfell as I near the summit of Esk Pike.

The silver ribbon of the Esk..

From above Esk Hause.  Great End, Great Gable, Green Gable and a far distant Grasmoor.

Wet land at Esk Hause across to the next fell Allen Crags.

The shelter at Esk Hause with Esk Pike behind.

A short detour takes in Allen Crags.

Sprinkling Tarn and Great Gable with Pillar away beyond to the left.

The descent from here, Allen Crags would lead towards Mickleden. First I would take in Rossett Pike seen here in sun on the right hand side of the photograph.

The route from Mickleden to Esk Hause is undergoing extensive restoration due to heavy wear. Its one of the "motorway routes" to and from Scafell Pike.

Looking back to a sunlit Glaramara from near Angle Tarn.

Rossett Pike from the top of Rossett Pass.

Often completely bypasses by walkers, the summit of Rossett Pike offers commanding views into Mickleden and Langdale.

Rossett Gill. In the past the gill was the main route of ascent and descent. It was arduous to say the least. Now a pitched path on the old pony route provides a much more pleasant walk.

A bit of detective work near the old path lead me to this which I think is the Packwoman's grave as described in Wainwright's Rossett Pike 4. The cross is just about discernable, my walking pole helps to show the cross of stones. If anyone knows any better, please email me. Update 5th Oct: It seems that I may be wrong in assuming that the above may be the grave, I thought it was to good to be true! I have been given more information to the real location of the grave. I have to return to Rossett Gill in the near future anyway so hopefully this new lead will clarify the matter.

A photograph from near the site of what I presume is the grave.

"4. small pool with natural dam used as a causeway for the old route." (A.W.) Rossett Pike 3

Water runs of the hill. Bowfell Buttress and Cambridge Crag where I had been earlier form the skyline.

The "hidden" sheepfold.

After crossing Rossett Gill I now rejoin the main path.

Zeta guards the passing over the bridge.

Last light catches on Pike O'Stickle as we pass through Mickleden.

Leaving the valley at the end of another good day on the fells.