Friday 3/5/19

Maryann writing. Another night at the Ennerdale Country House and Hotel having cancelled YHA Black Sails due to my head cold. Feel quite unwell but hoping it’s just a bad cold and now dosing up with Cold & Flu, Honey & Lemon Tea plus lots of rest. Rob has been wonderful and so supportive despite the abrupt change to our plans and I feel very grateful to have him by my side on this journey. His kindness and loving attention has stopped me from feeling too low about missing our the full walk and we hope we can still do parts of the walk.

As Rob pointed out we have 31 weeks out of 32 to walk and driving the lakes we can see so much more.

Today was amazing! The lakes district is so beautiful. As much as possible we have followed the two days of walking we have missed, from Cleator to Ellendale Bridge and then to Borrowdale in the middle of the Lake District.

Ennerdale Bridge.

A view over Ennerdale Water.

Driving up and away from Ennerdale water, looking back down the valley. The air is clear and it is so quiet.

One of the many beautiful country roads we drove on.

The roads are all very narrow, in some places just one lane wide, so a lot of care is needed when driving and you have to constantly lookout for other cars.

Loweswater, another lake between Ennerdale and Buttermere.

Buttermere, a tiny village in the hills. We stopped for a cup of tea at Skye Farm tearoom and three of the working dogs came out to say hello. One little guy, a terrier I think, was so old he could barely walk more than a few steps at a time. A cold day he hobbled into the sunshine then sat and refused to move, even when a car came in and had to turn around as there was no parking.

Buttermere Tarn and Honister pass. So beautiful and we wouldn’t have seen half of this if we had walked so am feeling a bit better about the change of plan today. Still full of cold too…

YHA Borrowdale, our accommodation for the evening. After check in we walked down to the local pub, the Scarfell.

Public footpaths over here follow meandering paths through fields, laneways and roads and across properties, this one was typical through the little village of Seatoller.

The pub had a charming fire and like most other public places was dog friendly 😄.

Rob and I had a lovely meal including a serve of “dripping chips” Yum!

Then a chilly walk back to the YHA, hot chocolate and some chat with other walkers on the C2C, then bed.