Note: This is the first in a long series of posts about our trip to England. So be prepared.
It seems that houses in England (outside of London, at least – I never noticed this in the city) have names. And on the outside of almost every house is a sign with the name. I don’t know exactly what purpose this serves – are they useful? Part of the address? Or just a quaint tradition? Either way, I couldn’t help taking photos when I could. These are all from houses in and around Keswick.
On Friday, our first full day in Keswick, George and I decided to try a walk. It wasn’t very far, so it seemed like a good one to start with. But we flatlanders forget that maps don’t always show elevation. So it was a little more challenging than we expected, but totally worth it.
Here’s how you tackle a stroll to the top of a
First, you start with a hearty breakfast. What you don’t see here is the sausage, bacon, egg, mushrooms, and hashbrown I ate before taking the picture. (I should mention here that we stayed at the very excellent Stonegarth B&B, recommended by my coworker Rachel. The breakfasts were beyond delicious and the proprietors kind and friendly.)
Next, you walk through town to get to the visitor’s centre so you can get a map so you can get lost before finding your way to the start of the walk. Admire the flowers along the way.
Finally, you arrive at the path in question. Oh look, there’s the lake! Our first glimpse since arriving in the Lake District. This one is Derwentwater.
Another day, another breakfast, another walk. We ended up spending the day between our two big walks in the town of Cockermouth, where we went on a brewery tour and visited a few pubs (shocker.) For breakfast, I chose the slightly less hearty meal of yogurt and granola, plus scrambled eggs with salmon. Good choice.
But on Sunday, we were ready to tackle another one. This time, in keeping with our theme of “walks with Castle in the name,” we decided to take a walk that encompassed the Castlerigg stone circle. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to see this stone circle, but it started right near our B&B, and the distance was manageable (about 4 miles.)
Well, not to give away the ending, but it was exquisite.
I was cleaning out my wallet and found the business card of the B&B we stayed at in Keswick.
Bless their hearts. So modest. So British.