The Head of Buttermere and High Crags--(_Cover_)
Near Ferry Nab, Windermere--(_Frontispiece_)
The Island, Grasmere
The Old Mill, Ambleside
The Middle Reach of Ullswater--“After Rain”
Windermere from Orrest Head
The Langdale Pikes
Windermere from Furness Fell
Waterhead and the Langdale Pikes, Windermere
Ambleside and Wansfell
Stock Ghyll Force, Ambleside
Grasmere Lake and Village
Grasmere Church
Rydal Water and Nab Scar
Thirlmere and Helvellyn
Keswick and Derwentwater
Derwentwater from Friar’s Crag--“A Rift in the Clouds”
Friar’s Crag, Derwentwater
The Head of Derwentwater
Derwentwater and Skiddaw
Borrowdale and the Bowder Stone
Buttermere and Crummock Lakes
Crummock Water--“Solitude”
“The Devil’s Elbow”
The Head of Ullswater
Ullswater from Silver Point
Stybarrow Crag, Ullswater
Striding Edge, Helvellyn
Kirkstone Pass and Brothers’ Water
Coniston Water and the Old Man
Wastwater--“A Gathering Storm”
An Ascent of the Needle, Great Gable
Furness Abbey
Beautiful Lakeland.
CHAPTER I.
An Appreciation: The Cause and History of Lakeland.
It may be fearlessly asserted that those portions of the counties of
Cumberland, Westmoreland and Lancashire known as the Lake District,
contain more natural beauty, more literary associations and more
diversity of charm than any other similar area of the whole of the
Earth’s surface.
Within the small space of thirty square miles, scenes of the wildest
grandeur and the most tranquil beauty exist side by side. From the grim
recesses of Scawfell and Great Gable one can pass in two or three hours
to the placid haunts of Windermere. The stern solitudes of Wastwater can
be visited upon the same day as the peaceful shores of Derwentwater,
“set like a gem amid the encircling hills.”
The moors and bare corries of Scotland, the foliage-clad slopes and
llyns of North Wales, the lakes and valleys of Switzerland, all have
their counterpart and seem to meet in Lakeland. Indeed, the diversity of
the landscape in so small a tract of country is nothing short of
marvellous. This diversity is perhaps the feature that first impresses a
stranger, but almost at the same time the compactness of the whole
claims his notice. Here one picture succeeds another without pause.
Half an hour’s walk will accomplish as great a change as would half a
day’s walk in most of the other beauty spots of the country.
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