Been to it, this last week.
A couple of decades ago, a naive young Australian came to the UK, started working in a hotel and a few weeks later fell off a cliff, wrecking his ankle.
Although it was only a few weeks, the crags and tops around Wasdale cemented themselves in the young idiot's mind. The ankle injury was a powerful message that he wasn't invulnerable.
This last week, a somewhat older idiot took his kids on a pilgrimage up Mickledore, Scafell Pike, the Guides route then back down to Wasdale Head. The lake district honoured them with blue skies all the way, so Scotland was visible from the peak of Scafell Pike.
The CragOfDoom was located and pointed out and the older idiot realised just how lucky he'd been; the fall had been over 40ft onto rock.
The children were impressed with the steepness and height of the walk. Older idiot's ankle was less impressed and the walk was only completed with the aid of a stick.
It was a great trip, made delightful by the company and the accommodation; Wasdale YHA. No internet. No Mobile signal. Just fantastic views in an old manor house.