The Mission - Scafell Pike Hike
Having completed Snowdon the previous Easter, we decided to move on to the next UK peak challenge and take on Scafell Pike hike this time.
We had inexplicably decided that in order for Husband to be allowed to wear his t-shirt, bearing pictures of the UK’s tallest mountains, he/we would be required to scale them all. Scafell Pike, the highest mountain in England, was second on the list (as it was closer to Bristol than Scotland or Ireland).
Scafell Pike hike - The Mountain
Very pleased that the English contender was in the Lake District. As I’d Youth Hostelled around its scenic peaks and waters as a teenager, it was going to be a walk up a mountain and also down memory lane.
Nearly made a fundamental error in not knowing that Scafell is not the same thing as Scafell Pike. The former is the second highest peak in England rising to 964m, but at 14m higher, the Pike wears the crown. Would have been very disappointing to have climbed the wrong one.
The YHA - Wasdale Hall
A youth hostel with a family room needed to be found and, luckily enough, one was sitting very prettily a couple of miles from the start of the trail. And not just any old hostel either, but one I’d admired from a distance on the YHA website in the past. The half- timbered former manor house, Wasdale YHA, perches alone on the banks of Wastwater, the coldest and clearest lake in England.
Scafell Pike hike - Kit list
From previous trips I knew to go for thin everything:
- Fleece
- Waterproof
- Trousers
as I’d only end up carrying most of them.
The only thing that was thicker was the socks (waterproof).
I felt we had progressed, if only in our packing journey, from absolute novices to borderline intermediate.
The Journey - Bristol to the Lakes
The Lake District is a looong drive from Bristol. About 8 hours, and for the last 2 the satnav is happy to take you over the single track Hardknott pass, the steepest road in Britain, without so much as an exclamation marked warning
Like a road roller coaster, the car veered vertically upwards then nose dived down, interspersed with side flings round hairpin bends. Brakes and gears were tested to their limits and at one point we found ourselves perched in our non 4-wheel drive Volvo on scrub land at a 45 degree angle to let others in much more terrain-appropriate looking vehicles pass. Thankfully, the weather was clear; in winter it would be deadly.
The Arrival - Wasdale YHA
A fairly traumatic drive ended in our stately arrival at what for all the world looked like a 4 star hotel, standing alone, miles from anywhere on the banks of Wastwater Lake. Clouds strode dramatically across it before clearing and leaving the lake to fill with watery gold reflections.
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- Wastwater Lake
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- Pretty as a picture
We stepped back in time, following in the footsteps of former inhabitants, through the iron studded door into the oak panelled drawing room, which afforded views of the valley through lead paned windows. We even played some parlour games (although the original family probably didn’t go for Monopoly Jackpot), and adopted the on-site dog as a family member.
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- Front door
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- Lounge
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- Fancy fireplace carvings
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- Room with a view
Scafell Pike hike - Mountain weather
Having experienced Easter summit temperatures of -6 in the Welsh mountains, we had cannily picked July for this more northerly trip to Scafell Pike and crossed fingers for good walking weather. Although a heat wave was underway in Bristol, with the mercury touching 30 degrees, it was barely making the high teens here.
The receptionist was ready for the hostel’s outdoorsy crowds, with the day’s mountain forecast, promising a 70% chance of a view from the top of the pike, and with the weather clearing up as the day wore on. Good excuse of a bit of a lie in.
Laughably, I can see from the photos that I was optimistically wearing sunglasses at the start of Scafell Pike hike day. In the end, as is the way with most English Weather forecasts, it was wrong, and it would not would not be turning out nice again.
Hiking the Pike – Wasdale Head route
As with all big mountains there is a confusing array of walking route options . We’d decided to start the Scafell Pike hike at Wasdale via Hollow Stones as this route was was a hat trick – easiest, shortest and closest to the youth hostel. Listed as a 5 hour hike, it was said to be good for novices. Thumbs up.
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- I’d like to see a horse try it!
The Scafell Pike hike starts a couple of miles along the road from the youth hostel, at the other end of the lake.
Looking at the signs, the path seemed pretty straight forward and there was no mention or ridges of doom lying in wait for novices taking the wrong fork. This time, it was the unwelcome flood warnings that made us slightly uneasy. A river runs over the start of the trail, which rises in heavy rain. There is “no shame” the sign told us, in turning back and trying again another day, if this was the case.
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- The only way is up
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- Turn back if it rains – no shame
The fields were green, the trees leafy and brooks babbled. Very different (in a good way) to the rock scrambling start to the Pyg Track trail on our other t-shirt mountain, Snowdon.
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- The lowlands
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- Easing us in gently
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- Non threatening babbling brook
Approaching the river, it was fast but boulders formed huge stepping stones and we were able to cross without incident.
The path started to steepen and although the increase in elevation afforded good views down the valley, you could only see these if you were walking backwards. Some path renovation work was underway and rows of black bags lined the trail like it was bin day.
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- River crossing – (backwards views)
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- Still smiling
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- Still a path
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- Optimistic Sunglasses
There were no corners to turn or tarns to discover on this straight line hike but looking back down the hill, when stopping for breath and snacks did reveal views worthy of calendars…
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- Like a calendar – shame we were facing the wrong way
– on our way towards the inevitable (if you are us) whiteout at the stony top.
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- Nearly there? Hard to tell in fog.
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- Less smiley
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- The top
For the last stretch of the Scafell Pike hike there was no discernible path, just a boulder scramble. We stood for a while on top of the white summit scree, looking out into a sea of cloud. A foggy “photo of triumph” later, we turned to leave Scafell Pike summit.
Looking to retrace our steps back down in the mists, we spread out like ants over the rocky terrain, searching for the easiest foot holds amongst the large stones.
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- Scafell summit in July
In the nick of time, the more map-aware party members pointed out we would be heading out over a cloud-invisible sheer cliff face any minute if we continued on our current trajectory. Slightly shaken and feeling mountain-foolish (I think the sign would not have been so benevolent in its apportioning of shame at this point), we regathered the troops, stuck together like glue and proceeded with caution down the intended cliff “path”.
All I can say in our defence is that while writing this I have read multiple reports that the boulder strewn top is a “confusing place, especially in poor conditions” that “the path becomes indistinct and can be tricky in mist”. Mountain rescue are called out regularly to recover the lost.
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- The last time anyone felt like a photo before descending into weird up-mist
Resuming our descent, silence fell. It wasn’t fun anymore. Just a bit serious. The path disappeared into thick cloud, which was rising weirdly from below, belting out thick rain. Stony former paths ran with mini- rivers. The slightly too fat socks made for slightly too small shoes, and were causing nasty blisters. And the need for regular sit downs on the wet path.
All the while, the river was rising below, possibly preventing our return passage. What if, by the time we made it back down the mountain, it was too deep for the children to cross? What if there was no phone signal for the emergency services?
Let’s never do this again, blister boy implored as I marched him on raw wet toes, refusing to let him de-shoe or rest for more than 5 seconds at a time.
We both slid over heavily several times on to the stony ground, and took to supporting each other, linking arms whilst wading down the mountain.
The valley views, which should have faced us as we made our descent, had been swallowed up by cloud. The rain was relentless, running down our faces and getting heavier.
When we finally caught up with the river, it was deeper and faster, but there was no need to call Mountain Rescue or spend the night on Scafell Pike. Crossing was tricky but achievable.
No one spoke in the car journey back to the youth hostel.
The Lake - boating the gold
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- Wastwater – natural fridge
And then the sun came out. Despite the frog marching, crying and falling, the kids decided there was still time and energy (how?) to inflate the dingy, put on a wetsuit and do a bit of boating. Which they did, and so it came to pass that sanity and tempers were restored, with a little help from a bottle of lake-chilled wine.
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- Water..
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- and wine
Maybe go somewhere hot next year? And bin the t-shirt.
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Brilliant, well done. Bin the t-shirt 😂 think he has earned the right to wear it. You all need one.
Thanks. It’s got a hole in it now anyway so no need to bother with Ireland or Scotland.
Well, that was an experience, I knew there was a good reason I never hiked up mountains. I bet you could have cut the air with a knife.
On the plus side the views were beautiful prior to the adverse weather descending.
Well done to all of you. #farawayfiles
It’ll be a while before I’m ready to do another one.
We have foggy pictures like that from our youth hostel/Snowdon assent, we need to add this to our album! #FarawayFikes
It’s the lucky climber that gets the blue skies.
Brave and hearty kids! And love the honesty. That is the loveliest youth hostel I’ve ever seen and cheers to lake time (and wine) as a reward for your not so perfect hike. Thank you so much for joining in with the #FarawayFiles travel blog community – we’re happy to have you part of the community! Cheers from Copenhagen.
Thanks. I think we needed that lake. The YHA was amazing – although check out Ilam Hall too for a Grade 1 castle-type stay.
These pictures are amazing! I’ve done a couple of hikes but this makes me want to do more.
Holly x
Oh well done to you all. My best friend has done this climb so many times and I’ve done a number of walks but the idea of no clear pathway coming down would scare me to death without having to think about my son as well. Sods law about the lack of views at the top! #countrykids
Yes, children and fog is a bad combination. One day I’ll get a mountain with a view!
Really enjoyed this romping read, I love your writing style. I did Scaffell Pike in my teens, in that same rolling, rainy mist though ours was like it all day so we didn’t get the stomach lurching nerves that you guys experienced, though I’ve had that elsewhere. Staggered that you hit the lake afterwards too! And the hotel looks fab #CountryKids
I didn’t know that Scafell and Scafell Pike were not the same peak – glad you found that out before you climbed it! What a beautiful building Wasdale YHA is. Those last 2 miles of the drive sound quite hair-raising – I don’t think I’d fancy that journey! Wastwater Lake looks so beautiful and that pretty youth hostel makes the traumatic drive seem worth it. The views on the walk up (when looking backwards!) are stunning and I’m glad that you managed to cross the river without incident on the way up although the journey back sounds very stressful especially nearly heading for a sheer cliff-face. It’s a shame that it was so cloudy at the summit, but well done for managing to make it there. I’m glad that the return of the sunshine and a bit of fun at the lake helped to restore tempers at the end though and perhaps binning the T-shirt is the best plan! Thank you for sharing your adventure with #CountryKids
Yes, I would have been do disappointed to find we’d climbed the wrong one! It was pretty in a raw nature ki d of way and I can look back at it more fondly now than I did at the time!
Haaaa I love this!! Sounds like it was still worth doing even with the frogmarching back down…thank goodness for the lake-chilled wine!
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Wow. That is stunning! #CulturedKids
Wow – well done for persevering. You do know that most people get the t-shirt AFTER they’ve been to the place, right? I’d love to do more epic hiking with our kids. Lake District is on the list, but perhaps not the highest mountain to start with. I love the look of that family-friendly hostel though. #culturedkids
The hostel is gorgeous! So are so right about the t-shirt – takes the pressure off not to buy it first :).
What an amazing experience! I’ve always wanted to climb scafell pike.
Your posts are just brilliant – I love the epic line ‘no one spoke on in the car on the way home’ and also your sage advice in layering thin as you’ll be carrying it … brilliant. and strangely I’d like to do this walk myself – nearly walking off cliff edges and crossing wild rivers and all. #culturedkids
Thank you! It is good to be able to laugh at it all now from the distance of time. Go for it and catch the sun if you can. I bet the views are great.
This looks so misty and magical!
Well done – that is an impressive hike for kids. I think mine would love the challenge too. I love the look of the Youth Hostel – certainly a bit grander than most?!
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Wow! This hike looks gorgeous! You included so many important details in the article which will make for a perfect experience! Thanks for taking the time to share the details 🙂
We climbed (walked up) Snowden with the teens when they were under 10 and stayed in a youth hostel, still one of 5he things they talk about
Ah, we were following in your footsteps! I think ours have mixed feelings about it. It was hard work but they did get a sense of achievement. Definitely needed another family present to keep everyone on their best behaviour.