High Hartsop Dodd

Hill, Mountain in Westmorland Eden

England

High Hartsop Dodd

High Hartsop Dodd is a prominent hill located in the Lake District National Park, in the county of Westmorland, England. Standing at a height of 519 meters (1,703 feet), it is a popular destination for hikers and outdoor enthusiasts.

The hill is situated in the Eastern Fells region of the Lake District, near the picturesque village of Hartsop. It offers stunning panoramic views of the surrounding countryside, including the nearby valleys of Patterdale and Ullswater. On a clear day, visitors can also catch a glimpse of the towering peaks of Helvellyn and Fairfield.

The ascent to High Hartsop Dodd is relatively gentle, making it suitable for walkers of all abilities. The route begins in Hartsop village and follows a well-defined path that winds its way up the hillside. Along the way, hikers pass through beautiful open countryside, with heather-clad moorland and rocky outcrops dotting the landscape.

Once at the summit, visitors are rewarded with breathtaking vistas of the surrounding Lakeland scenery. The views extend across the shimmering waters of Brotherswater and beyond, offering a true sense of tranquility and natural beauty.

High Hartsop Dodd is also a popular spot for birdwatchers, with various species of birds, including golden eagles and peregrine falcons, frequently spotted in the area.

Overall, High Hartsop Dodd is a delightful hill that showcases the rugged charm and scenic splendor of the Lake District. Whether you are a seasoned hiker or simply looking for a peaceful escape in nature, this hill is a must-visit destination.

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High Hartsop Dodd Images

Images are sourced within 2km of 54.488492/-2.9376843 or Grid Reference NY3910. Thanks to Geograph Open Source API. All images are credited.

Kirkstone Pass

Peter McDermott

Kirkstone Pass, Cumbria

Looking down Kirkstone Pass towards Brothers water

Julie Houldsworth

Footpath from Cow Bridge

The conceptualisation of a footpath being "to" or "from" a location depends on the direction of travel of the person doing the describing. Today we had started at Cow Bridge to ascend Fairfield via Dovedale, so this photo looking back qualifies as a "from" Cow Bridge. Equally, it passes Hartsop Hall before heading upwards and these could have been "to" if looking the other way (as in NY3912 : Footpath to Hartsop Hall). By this point, the path is no longer going "past" Brothers Water, though the wall from the gateway does drop down to the shore of same, at its most southerly point.

Andy Waddington

Footpath to Hartsop Hall

The conceptualisation of a footpath being "to" or "from" a location depends on the direction of travel of the person doing the describing. Today we had started at Cow Bridge to ascend Fairfield via Dovedale, so this photo looking the way we are going counts as a "to". It's destination could equally well have been given as Dovedale, or Dove Crag (seen in the distance), or any of several places off that path (Black Crag was once such, back in my climbing days).

Andy Waddington

Field barn at the foot of Dovedale

The public footpath from Cow Bridge, past Hartsop Hall and on its way to the tops of the Fairfield massif breaks into CROW Access Land just before passing this field barn. The path has, by this time, downgraded from the hard surfaced highway that started out past Brothers Water and has become a more traditional muddy trod, inhabited (and polluted) by cows, so at least one can coem home with boots that look as though they've been somewhere.

Andy Waddington

Footpath to Dove Crag

Despite recent wet weather, the public footpath up Dovedale, which stays close to the beck, manages to stay pretty dry underfoot. There's a more heavily used path (not a right of way) higher up to our right, which seems a better bet if the ground here is even wetter. There's also a fainter path on the left of the photo which avoids crossing the beck at the point that the right of way changes sides, but it appears to rather fizzle out higher up, as though its users thought better of it and decided to join the main thoroughfare.

Andy Waddington

Split boulder by path to Dove Crag

When does a split boulder become two boulders ? The ones here have clearly once been united in single boulderhood but are now quite well separated as the more northerly half has foundered into soft soil. The public right of way passes quite close (I'd barely stepped off the path to take this shot) on its way to the shallow col between Dove Crag and Hart Crag, on the normal troute of the Fairfield horseshoe. Dove Crag forms an imposing buttress as seen from Dovedale, and the increasingly steep route turns it to the right, passing a barely discernible trod to the Priests' Hole which is now more likely to provide shelter to climbers avoiding the rain than to one sort of religious practitioner avoiding persecution by the others.

Andy Waddington

Footpath to Dove Crag

The right of way ascends from Brothers Water up Dovedale to the shallow col between Dove Crag (on the left) and Hart Crag, on the normal troute of the Fairfield horseshoe. Dove Crag forms an imposing buttress as seen from Dovedale, and the increasingly steep route turns it to the right, passing a barely discernible trod to the Priests' Hole which is now more likely to provide shelter to climbers avoiding the rain than to one sort of religious practitioner avoiding persecution by the others.

Andy Waddington

Summit area of Dove Crag

Gareth James

Dovedale from Dove Crag

Dovedale and Brothers Water in early April snow cover 1966.

Jim Barton

Waterfalls above Smithy Brow

Nigel Brown

The Kirkstone pass road.

One of the districts best sections of road.

steven ruffles

Mine spoil heap beside Kirkstone Beck

Kirkstone Beck drains the valley through which rises the Kirkstone Pass road, the A592. There's little spoil at the mine site and so it's suspected that the working was simply a trial, one where an exploratory level was driven into the hill slope in the hope of discovering something worth mining, and nothing was.

Trevor Littlewood