After a tough climb up Scafell Pike and a descent that really tested my knees, it was lovely to be able to slow things down and get the camera out. The Stream that runs alongside the path up to Scafell Pike was a wonderful blend of ingredients. The water level was low allowing access to various points within the stream. I imagine that isn't always the case. There was a wonderful fallen tree that gave strong leading lines. It was covered in an interesting bracket fungus and it was hard to not be drawn in by it.
The light was far from perfect but I tried to get a sense of how I might create something if I returned. With so much going on i sat for a while and tried to unravel what lay in front of me. I started to think I needed to head back by myself and started to dread the fact I was already considering getting up at first light to hobble back to this spot.
It is always nice to see so much within a number of frames that you can't decide what to leave behind.
The Next Day
I definitely had unfinished business in this spot so I set my alarm and thought I'd put the effort into getting back up to this spot. When you are passing through a landscape like this you have to take every opportunity to feed your creativity. The alternative is otherwise that regret when you get back to your well trodden locale thinking back over missed opportunities.