This wasn't expected at all, but there were some spells of warm sunshine as we walked from Far Easedale back to Grasmere. In view of that you won't mind if I spend a couple of minutes standing on my soap box.
I can understand if the weather forecasters get it a bit wrong, after all, predicting the weather isn't as exact as working out the time of the next high tide or when the next full moon will be, but to repeatedly get it this wrong is crap to be honest. They were quite specific on last nights TV forecast when they said that the whole of the north west would get torrential rain by mid morning. One of the online forecasts said "Widespread hill fog with showers or longer spells of rain. Some heavier bursts are likely, perhaps with thunder." Both are the exact opposite of what we ended up with.
Moan, moan, moan. "yes I know, but when when you have a hobby which is dictated to a certain extent by the weather, you really would be grateful if it were a bit more accurate".