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Larks ascend in song flight about Oswen Fell, joyously. All around us.
Blake Fell in the distance (in clearing cloud) the highest fell of the day - a lunch spot within a summit-shelter welcome in a chill wind. Through fleeting cloud we glimpse the higher fells. These grassy fells are little walked and we meet only a few walkers all day.