After my epic day of driving from Eskdale to Wast Water back through Eskdale over the Hardknott Pass to Blea Tarn I still wanted more. So I drove back to Wast Water for the sunset. It wasn’t a particularly great sunset, but after walking about a mile from the car through a farmers sheep filled field I had to capture what was there. The water wasn’t as still as it had been that morning as the wind had really picked up.
Taking only photographs – leaving only footprints
