On Good Friday we ticked off one of the many things from our to do list this year - visit the Lake District.
We made a packed lunch, loaded the car up and embarked on our 3 hour journey. Our first stop was Grasmere. I know this may not be the obvious choice but we wanted to avoid the more popular spots to avoid the bank holiday crowds. Plus this was a personal recommendation from my piano teacher who is always in the lakes in his spare time.
We arrived in Grasmere and what a beautiful little place. Unfortunately due to parking restrictions we only spent an hour here but it was so lovely.
After a brief wander around the Wordsworth graves and a swing by the traditional gingerbread shop (which was sadly closed) we headed off on the next leg of our journey.
Keswick is the home of Derwent water, again a recommendation by my trusty piano teacher. Keswick is a bustling market town surrounded by the most stunning backdrop I think I have ever seen. We have wanted to climb Catbells since seeing it on Wainwright Walks so this was the perfect opportunity.
We stopped by a local pub and refuelled - I opted for the brie and bacon baguette which was delicious and then finished off with an ice cream.
We then hopped in the car and made our way to climb Catbells. Foolishly we weren't very prepared. We had no map and (shock horror) no GPRS or 3G on our phones. After getting a little bit lost and lots of chatter about how did we ever cope before our phones and internet we finally arrived at the side of the fell and began our climb.
Now when we read about route to the summit of Catbells the Wikipedia page says that it is and I quote suitable for "infants and grandmothers" alike. Well I can safely say my Grandmother wouldn't have been getting up the route we took and thats for sure. Due to the small fact that we didn't have a map we basically went straight up the side which was challenging to say the least. There is another more gradual route which I imagine is much more pleasant and doesn't involve your calf muscles feeling like they are on fire.
When we finally made it to the summit it was worth all of the pain and huffing and puffing. I can honestly say it is one of the most breathtaking sights I have ever witnessed.
After soaking up the view feeling very lucky to live in such a beautiful country and taking the obligatory top of a mountain selfie we got ourselves together and made our way back down to the car for the long drive home, tired but happy and content. It was such a wonderful day and a memory that I will treasure.
If you are thinking of paying a visit to the Lakes I would whole heartedly recommend it - next time we go though we will definitely stay over for the night. Have you ever visited the lakes? What are your favourite spots and things to do? I would love to know so I can plan my next visit in May!
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