2011 Hogarths on the move again - to places afar travel blog

Salt or Grit boxes on the roads to use when it snows...

Those windy stone fences

Our lunch spot

Long Meg on the left

Other stones in the circle

Ambleside - every 2nd shop is an outdoor outlet

Those silly Poms

Those narrow lanes

Once again we head towards the lakes area. Unfortunately overcast and drizzly. We return to Ambleside at the top of the Windermere Lake and head towards Borrowdale. From there we travel over the Honister Pass. Extraordinary scenery, even in the rain. Every now and then the sun does its best to break through.

Unfortunately there are very few stopping places on English roads and, unless there is no other traffic, we can’t always take photos when we want. David does a good job of hanging out his right hand window clicking away while I am still driving. I cant help but think the car behind must get a hell of a shock if they haven’t realised that we are in a left hand drive vehicle.

This is a bank holiday weekend in England so the Poms are everywhere. Paddocks are full of campervans and caravans – also lots of tents; they must be having a wet time of it.

The mountains are devoid of trees (except for the occasional pine forest). The black dots in the distance are cattle, the white dots, sheep and the multicoloured dots are the ramblers – The English do love their walking. Rugged up and dripping wet, with their walking sticks, kids and dogs they can be seen all over the hills. When we see them up close they even have smiles on their faces!

Also braving the weather are cyclists, some in groups and others pedalling away on their own – a dark mud stain going up their backs from their rear wheels and, again, smiles on their faces – or is that a grimace.

We then head across country towards Little Salkeld to visit Long Meg – the tallest of a circle of Druid stones (apparently the second tallest in England). These are our first “stones” this trip. From there we travel over the Hartside Summit – On one side fertile agricultural land as far as the eye can see and, on the other side, barren hills with a patchwork of bracken fern. On the side of the road there are poles to measure the snow in winter. Plenty of cyclists on this section with numbers on their bikes so must be in a race of some sort.

We stop for a break in Gamblesby – one of the said cyclists calls in for a coffee and cake so the race cant be too serious.

An amazing day of driving – would have walked a little if the weather had been kinder – varying from showers to heavy squalls that we could see advancing from the distance.

We stay for the night in Longtown – almost a suburb of Carlisle. Tonight we have dinner at a bistro instead of the local pub – a bit of a treat.

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