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Ascent of Scawfell, by Harriet Martineau

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From Harriet Martineau's Complete Guide to the English Lakes , London Whittaker & Co,1855; 157-160 Ascent of Scawfell . ordnance survey  2025 The ascent of Scawfell is sometimes made from the Sty Head Pass; sometimes from Lingmell; and sometimes from Langdale, whence the path meets that from Sty Head on Esk Hause. From Esk Hause the summit of the Pike is visible; but still, care is necessary not to ascend the wrong summit. There are four summits which collectively go under the name of Scawfell; viz, the most southerly, which is called simply Scawfell; Scawfell Pike, which is sixty feet higher, and the highest mountain in England (3,160 feet:) and the lower hills, Lingmell and Great End, – the last being the northernmost, and fronting Borrowdale. The Ordnance surveyors set up a staff on a pile of stones on the highest peak; so that there need be no mistake henceforth. The two summits are about three quarters of a-mile apart, in a straight line; but the great chasm between t...

Scafell Pike by Norman Nicolson

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Photo: John Malley   Look Along the well Of the street, Between the gasworks and the neat Sparrow-stepped gable Of the Catholic chapel, High Above tilt and crook Of the tumbledown Roofs of the town – Scafell Pike, The tallest hill in England. How small it seems, So far away, No more than a notch On the plate-glass window of the sky! Watch A puff of kitchen smoke Block out peak and pinnacle – Rock-pie of volcanic lava Half a mile thick Scotched out at the click of an eye. Look again In five hundred, a thousand or ten Thousand years: A ruin where The chapel was; brown Rubble and scrub and cinders where The gasworks used to be; No roofs, no town, Maybe no men; But yonder where a lather-rinse of cloud pours down The spiked wall of the sky-line, see, Scafell Pike Still there.   Norman Nicholson