Ken took pity on me and had planned a straight-forward flat walk to Grasmere and back, giving me the option of skipping the morning, catching the bus out and walking back with the group - or the reverse. In the end, I managed to walk both ways.
It was a lovely walk - along one side of Grasmere (the lake) and back along the other side. Some lovely tranquil spots:
Gordon spotted more bearded collie owners and went over for a chat:
Grasmere (the village) is a lovely place but a tourist hotspot. Famed for its gingerbread (apparently), the queue to buy stopped us from taking some home:
One of the local residents was a talking member of the crow family:
Lunch was again at a nice local cafe - not the pub - and soon we were on the return walk. Just past Wordsworth's home there was a lovely display on the side of a building:
There was a pitstop roughly halfway for ice creams at Rydal:
For our last evening we went to a Thai restaurant, after which we retired to the Lily Bar where Stewart bought us drams for his 65th birthday:
There was a 2-man band playing - initially guitar and bass but then the bass player ditched his guitar and produced a trombone:
What a great sound it was! Super way to finish our weekend. Stats for today's walk:
Gordon headed south on Monday morning and the rest of us north through heavy rains until we got to the Scottish border. Another great weekend - big thanks to organiser and team leader Ken.
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