Friday, November 25, 2022

The Spectacular Hallin Fell

Oh my goodness, we found the most beautiful hike. Views: 10 out of 10. Also, kid whine level: 10 out of 10! My heart was singing so loudly, I was almost able to block it out ;) And the make-up hugs and apologies at the end (from a particularly empathic boy) helped as well. 

Hallin Fell was another recommended hike along lake Ullswater, the closest lake to Penrith. The steep ascent and 3rd day in a row of hiking attributed to the kids' disdain, but we trudged onward and upward. If the sheep can tough it out, so can we!




You park at Saint Peter's Church in Martindale and then just follow one of the paths up the fell. Fell: a high and barren landscape (from old Norse for mountain, fjall).

Up through the autumnal bracken

Once you reach the top of the fell, there is a beacon and views out over the lake. Beautiful for sure, but the views looking away from the lake were what took my breath away. I took a few (dozen) photos, though they never do a place justice. 


Oh to be that sheep, living with this view every day!



I loved the color of the green meadows in contrast to the amber bracken. 


Recovering from the uphill and also seeking shelter from the wind! 

Steamer boats have been in operation on this lake for 160 years, but we deemed it too windy to experience a ride ourselves. 





And then the kids took off running down the mountain, reward in sight. 


We drove back to Pooley Bridge, at the Northern end of the lake. I had yet to have a scone and tea and needed to rectify that! We feasted at Granny Dowbekins and then did some shopping in town. 



Our other big outing that day was to go see Lyle, Lyle Crocodile at the cinema back in Penrith. We had some time to kill so we drove to the Southern end of the lake at Glenridding. There was a hike here that our friends recommended, but I knew that was out of the question! It had also turned quite cold so we had a quick walk around and then headed home. 








Wednesday, November 23, 2022

Grasemere, Ambleside, and Tarn Hows

The sun was shining the next day so we made the most of it! We started with a row boat ride around Grasmere, courtesy of Pete. Then we walked around the cute village, stopping for their well-known gingerbread cookies and to see the grave of the poet William Wadsworth.













We drove to the neighboring, bustling village of Ambleside in search of more good pub food. The Flying Fleece hit the mark for cute pub name, but the food left something to be desired! 





After lunch, Pete drove the narrow winding roads up to Tarn Hows, public land that was donated by Beatrix Potter. There was another recommended kid-friendly walk around the "tarn." We learned a lot of new Brittish language this trip, derived from old Norse. tarn=lake. gate=street. 

There was an ice cream truck with artisanal ice cream in the parking lot, which made for a decent motivator for the kids, who were decidedly less enthused about this walk. The ice cream man was closing up when we finished but stayed open long enough for the kids to get their treat!










A beautiful drive home!