4th October 2015

Easedale Tarn and Grasmere

Time in the morning
Duration not sure
Distance 6.5 mile
Ascent 900 ft more or less
Walking with Jennifer
A591 - Grasmere - Easedale Road - Easedale - Easedale Tarn -Stythwaite Steps - Easedale Road - Grasmere - A591
Fells visited
Directory places visited

Starting Point Information Centre -
Parking Spaces, A591 outside Grasmere

When Grasmere is very busy and parking is a problem, this would be a good place to try. It may be outside the village but it's only a 5 minute walk to the village centre. From the south end of the lay-by cross straight over the road and follow the signed footpath to Millennium Bridge and the church.


Route Map


As we ventured into the great outdoors this morning we were greeted by misty, murky conditions and most disappointing of all, no prospect of feeling the sunshine on our faces as we'd had everyday during the previous week. All wasn't lost though, we could still enjoy a walk up to, and around Easedale Tarn even if the higher fells appeared to be nothing more than shadows seen through the haze and cloud.

OK it's nice, but definitely not what I'd been brought up to call ginger(bread). Biscuits, yes, but bread, no. You know you when have a slab of proper gingerbread when you can throw it in a dish, cover it with custard and after giving it a good stir with a spoon you're left with a little bit of heaven that reminds you of tea time on those dark, wet, winter days after walking home from school. Yes that's correct, in the olden days we had to walk home from school even if it was dark, wet and in the depths of winter. And, despite many a good soaking, I've suffered no lasting traumas, and I'm still here all these years later to tell the tale.

An early start meant we almost, but not quite had Grasmere to ourselves this morning. The village was beginning to awaken and on route through it we saw a lady walking her dog who chose to ignore my good morning (the lady not the dog), a middle-aged gent who strolled out of the toilets at a pace which I assumed was rather slower than it was when he went in, and, through hotel windows we saw smartly dressed restaurant staff making preparations to serve breakfast to smartly dressed guests.
After passing shops and cafe's which were all closed, we headed straight along the road you see ahead of us.


Easedale Beck is crossed and on the other side of those trees the valley opens up in front of you.

New Bridge is passed but I'm paying more attention to the cows (and a Bull) in the field we'd just walked through. Although most of them were curious enough to look around at us, none of them could be bothered to walk across for a closer look.

Here's the view back through Easedale.


Despite the dark conditions the air is hot and humid, and as we're now excerpting ourselves by walking uphill, I'm given the job of carrying jacket, hat and gloves that are no longer needed by the other member of the group. Yes, I know my place !

The nice dry spell we've all enjoyed has left Lakeland's waterfalls looking somewhat less than spectacular.

Apart from the occasional splash caused by the fish jumping, Easedale Tarn was completely still when we arrived. As we're OK with time and as it's dry underfoot, we decide to do a full circuit of the tarn. The reflections were lovely. . . . .







"where would we be without this long line of stepping stones"
"probably up to your knees in mud"

Directions. Even though the arrow is actually pointing away from Grasmere it is correct.

This is the bridge at Stythwaite Steps. The stepping stones are on the far side of the bridge but they no longer offer dry passage when the beck is anywhere near full.

We follow the lane around the base of Helm Crag where we're passed by quite a few people walking in the opposite direction. I suspect most of them are also heading up to Easedale Tarn.

Dinner guests.
They were quite well behaved and friendly with each other when they were offered bread. Unfortunately a big fight broke out when I decided to share a packet of crisps with them. "Right, you've had your chance. It you can't get along with each other I'll eat the rest myself"

David Hall -
Lake District Walks