This is Karen, in front of Grasmere. You can also see, in the top right, the island in the middle of the lake. When Karen was young, she lived round here, and used to have picnics on the island with her family. Nowadays the island is thick with foliage and owned by tyrants who doesn't take kindly to trespassing. However, they don't live locally, so on day three Karen took me out to the island and we conquered it.