Striding Edge

A good end to a freezing cold, extremely windy and tiring day on Helvellyn. Icy, treacherous blasts of wind blew me over several times, gloves were whipped a hundred feet as I fumbled to change lenses, I was upperly cold and exhausted. However, the sun cleared as I reached my favorite vantage point on Dollywaggon Pike, and I was rewarded with some nice shots of Saint Sunday Crag and Grizedale beyond.

Done