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  • Writer: Matthew Newhouse
    Matthew Newhouse
  • May 22, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jun 11, 2020

Since we had been blessed with a long period of lovely hot weather, and with memories still fresh in our minds of the recent evening spent on Great Gable for sunset, a group of us decided to head up to Hay Stacks for a wild camp.


Having all met at Honister slate mine car park we began the hike up towards Hay Stacks. Eventually we reached Blackbeck tarn, where we decided to pitch our tents as there was enough room for everyone around the tarn.


We spent the last daylight hours sat around chatting and eat boil in the bag meals for dinner, and once the sun began to set we made our way over to Hay Stacks for the sunset. When we got there we were met by quite a few other photographers having already set up their tents, this made us glad we had pitched ours a bit further back at Blackbeck tarn.




Having watched the sunset and then the moon rise over Great Gable, we headed back to the tents and got a few more photos.


As the moon rose into the sky illuminating the tarn is was eerie to see low mist floating on and off the tarn next to us.


After waking up for an underwhelming sunrise, we eventually all packed up and headed back down to the car park and into Keswick for some food.

 
 
 
  • Writer: Matthew Newhouse
    Matthew Newhouse
  • May 17, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jun 11, 2020

Having started the day hungover, the suggestion of a sunset hike up Great Gable within our group chat sounded very appealing, a chance to get out into the Lakes and get some fresh air.


I'd only been up Great Gable once previously for sunset, and on that occasion sea mist rolled in. Although it provided some fantastic light, it was short lived. Therefore, I was hoping for much better conditions this time around.


After the hike up we settled down to have some food before sunset, as the sun started to set and golden hour began we knew we were in for a treat. Before we knew it the sun was setting the sky alight with amazing golden tones, providing brilliant silhouette shots.


During this time I remember we were running around almost like children do when it starts snowing, but instead of screaming it's snowing we were running around shouting that we couldn't believe the light.


On the way down the head torches were put on for a slightly more brisk walk back down than we had on the way up. Only stopping to get a few more photos as the last of the light left, before continuing back to the cars and eventually getting back home for around 2am. Leaving a few hours to get some much needed sleep before work the next day.


Shot on Cannon 700d with Sigma 17-70 F2.8-4 and Cannon 50mm F1.4



 
 
 

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