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The objection to seeing Wast Water early in the morning, is
that Scawfell may too probably be covered with clouds. He
does not take off his night cap so soon as the
pleasure-seekers. On this account, we have preferred, when
weather was favourable, the Fellfoot way to Strands, as
leaving time for an evening drive to Wastdale Head,- five
miles and back again. The travellers by Broughton must no
doubt wait till the morning. Taking a cup of tea and a
crust, and ordering breakfast for two hours hence, the party
may start early for the far-famed Wast Water,- the most
solemn and imposing of all the lakes. For some way, the road
is a pretty lane, with frequent gates, till the beautiful
abode of Crook End, the seat of Stanfield Rawson, Esq., is
passed. Hawlghyll and the other fissures are probably
breathing forth their vapours, which keep ascending all the
way. There are the Screes, with the grey and still lake,-
too deep to be ever frozen, lying at the base of their
prodigious sweep.
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