Glenridding

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I suppose this could be a Monday walk, but I really just wanted to share my experience of Glenridding with you, before it fades like the leaves.  It’s many a long year since I spent a night in the Lake District, and I wanted to savour every moment.

If you walked with me this week you’ll know that after my visit to Aira Force the rain hit hard, and I was ‘forced’ to eat cream scones and bide my time.  I should maybe apologise if you were sitting in the Orangery.  Once the scones had disappeared I took to pacing up and down, waiting, not so patiently.  Lake Ullswater needed filling and was supremely disinterested in my desire to be out exploring, so I had to contain myself until morning. Very early morning, so it was really no surprise that I had Glenridding all to myself.

I was staying in a guest house immediately across the road from the lake

I was staying in a guest house immediately across the road from the lake

You may have observed that it was rather misty!

You may have observed that it was rather misty!

But I was optimistic!

But I was optimistic!

And I could see the boats moored at the landing stage, beyond the trees.  Enough incentive to venture further.

I crossed the stream

I crossed the stream

Ad looked back at the sleepy village

And looked back at the sleepy village

And there was the lake! Not much mountain though...

And there was the lake! Not much mountain to see though…

There's the steamer

But there’s the steamer

And two wonderfully curious swans

And two wonderfully curious swans

I imagined it to be brightening a little, and turned from the water’s edge to head back into the village.  I tucked my camera into the comfort of my pocket.  Mistake!  At just that moment the swans decided I was a tad boring and, with a graceful flurry of wing, lifted off from the lake’s surface and glided away to the distant shore.  I gazed after them, bereft!

Back to the village, which was just waking up

Back to the village, which was just waking up

I don’t think I’ve ever been anywhere with so many options for walking.  I saw at least 4 signs pointing out different routes, including one for Helvellyn.  Curiosity prevailed and I had to follow the latter a little way, finding a couple of pretty little cafes and a fine letterbox as I did.

I continued a little way along the trail, upsetting a little black dog in the privacy of his morning walk.  My shoes were totally inadequate for the task, and breakfast was calling.  Enough adventure for an early morning.  The rain began in earnest soon after I reached the guest house.

Back via the village 'green'

Back via the village ‘green’

I never did manage that steamer ride to Howtown and the walk back to Glenridding.  I guess that means I’ll have to go back another day.  Let’s look on the bright side- I did find a couple of Autumn benches for Jude.

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  1. Looks a beautiful place in spite of the weather Jo! We used to visit the Lake District a lot when I was growing up – my parents had family friends who lived at Lake Windermere. I don’t think I appreciated it back then as much as I would now. Looks like you found yourself a lovely little spot to stay! 🙂

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  2. what a lovely morning walk, Jo! and i enjoyed every minute of it 🙂 you captured the charm of the place both in pictures and in words! thank you so much! 🙂

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    1. We’ve got sunshine over here in the north east today but we’re waiting for wicked Abigail! I suspect it will hit the Lakes much harder 😦 It’s beautiful though, in all weathers. 🙂

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  3. Absolutely amazing post, I walked next you with the help of your fantastic pictures! I have never seen more beautiful place!I envy you, Jo!

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  4. I remember a sudden rainstorm like that on Ullswater in our little outboard dinghy, made even more memorable by an aggressive swan. The children were obliged to cower under the thwart, protected only by swimming towels. When we got back to where we were camped, the tent was flooded and we had to dig a trench round it to carry the water away. No cream scones for us!

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    1. Oh dear! 😦 I must admit those swans were giving me a bit of a look. Happy to report that I have never camped in the Lakes, Viv. (or anywhere else, come to that- we always did caravans when I was young 🙂 )

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  5. Well this is gorgeous isn’t it? I suspect if the sky was blue there would be way too many people for my liking. However, all that mist doesn’t make for an attractive G, I turn into a fuzzball 🙂 Swans always do that to me as well – fly away that it not turn me into a fuzzball, most rude of them.

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    1. It was still closed as I walked back past it but there was a little B & B with a heap of hungry walkers all tucking in. I was jealous! Had to go and make my own coffee 🙂 🙂 Beautiful times and places, Drake. Hope your week is not too busy- I remember you have a work project. Thanks for stopping by.

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