HELVELLYN

ALL A PERSON two-faced and it’s an insult. Call Helvellyn (950m/3117ft) that and it’s no more than a plain statement of fact. This most elephantine of Lakeland fells is a firm favourite with the peak-baggers, but I have to confess that it took me time to warm to it – and that only came about as a result of taking an eccentric route to the summit plateau from Red Tarn on a hard-frozen January day nearly sixty years ago, climbing in nailed boots on perfect névé, using a shortened axe and a spiked piton hammer, both of which