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Title: A complete guide to the English lakes,
Year: 1855 (1850s)
Authors: Martineau, Harriet, 1802-1876
Subjects: Natural history
Publisher: Windermere: : J. Garnett. London: : Whittaker and Co.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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Scale Hill 23 The objection to seeing Wast Water early in themorning, is that Scawfell may too probably be coveredwith clouds. He does not take off his night cap sosoon as the pleasure-seekers. On this account, wehave preferred, when weather was favourable, the Fell-foot way to Strands, as leaving time for an eveningdrive to Wast dale Head, — five miles and back again.The travellers by Broughton must no doubt wait tillthe morning. Taking a cup of tea and a crust, andordering breakfast for two hours hence, the party maystart early for the far-famed Wast Water, — the mostsolemn and imposing of all the lakes. For some way,the road is a pretty lane, with frequent gates, till thebeautiful abode of Crook End, the seat of StanfieldRawson, Esq., is passed. Hawlghyll and the otherfissures are probably breathing forth their vapours,which keep ascending all the way. There are theScrees, with the grey and still lake, — too deep to beever frozen, lying at the base of their prodigious sweep.
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WASTDALE HEAD. 119 The lake is three and a-half miles long, and has theScrees for its south-eastern shore. The line of thissingular range is almost unbroken. The crags arehidden, about a-third of the way down, by the slope ofmany-coloured debris which slants right into the lake.The summer thunderstorm and the winter tempestsometimes shiver the loosely-compacted crags above;and then, when a mass comes thundering down, andsplashes into the lake, the whole range feels the shock,and slides of stones rush into the water, and clouds ofdust rise into the air. We gave in approaching Strands, (p. 78.) the namesof the mountains as they are now seen. The roadwinds pleasantly round bays and over promontories,and the pyramidal Yewbarrow, Great Gable, whichcloses in the dale, and Lingmell and the Scawfell Pikesto the right, all explain themselves. Several brooksand rills are passed, flowing down from the valleys;and the stranger exclaims that he should like tospend a whole summer here, to explore a

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