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Published: August 9th 2017
Geo: 54.3568, -3.03676
The Lake District is quite beautiful. The grass is so green, the air is fresh and for us the weather was perfect.
We arrived to Windermere by train from Manchester. We only just managed to make the train with only a minute to spare due missing our original bus, the replacement bus into Manchester left us no margin for error. We caught a cab to our accommodation, the Compston House American style bed and breakfast. We were greeted kindly with many repeats of our names, probably to help
remember. The funny thing is I wouldn't know their names and it's been two days.
Sue and Jerry (I finally remembered their names) make you feel comfortable, until you have breakfast where you walk out with your pants unzipped and barely able to move from the share quantity of food that is available.
We set off for the day with a small walk to a local waterfall. Green trees, green grass and green moss surrounds the walk. With no real plan, we head back into town and walk the opposite direction to the top of lake Windermere. From there we caught the local bus north to a small town called Grasmere. Grasmere is even a
smaller town than Ambleside and still keeps it's stone walled theme that is popular in the Lake District.
After a bite to eat for some energy we hit the pavement and trail for a walk up the adjoining small hill to a lookout. Surronded by bigger hills, (I don't quite give them the mountain status), with the mixture of green grass and small towns, add a splash of trekking and the Lake District is a great place. Although in saying that it does attract a strong sense of an eldery demographic and
couple demographic. It's a great place but for the Backpacker may not be in the top 10 places to see in the UK, but then again I may be wrong. But I do recommend it as a place to see and to escape the hustle and bustle of cities.
The weather had held up and it began to rain as soon as we got back to our accommodation. At some point I had lost my persona lised Nunawading soccer top which I was pretty annnoyed about.
The following morning brought clear skies again, and we waited for the bus to the northern town of Keswick. During this time a queue of
elderly people waited impaitently whlie complaining about every little detail. An older couple had missed out on getting on the bus as it was too full and the lady virtually had a mental breakdown, the last I heard they were thinking about walking to Grasmere "In those shoes".
Keswick is a visually bigger town than Grasmere and Ambleside with A few more attractions including A Pencil Museum and A James Bond Museum, but we focused on the many different walks available from Keswick.
We went walked to the top of another lookout and after a few wrong turns and a steep off trail path towards the top we were rewarded with a stunning view of the lake, town and surrounding hills in warm and sunny weather. Although we weren't quite at the top, we found a nice little grassy patch to sit and relax for an hour or so. We did make it to the top with not much difference to the view to where we had been.So we meandered our way back in to town and caught the bus back to Ambleside.
Our last morning saw me go all out for breakfast and order the full English breakfast, I had been
pretty tame the previous mornings. Our time at the Lake District had come to an end as we had to catch the bus to Lancaster for the ferry to the Isle of Man. It had been a wonderful 3 days in which I am positive Anna and I will be back again.
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