Saturday, 10 November 2018

Aira Force and Wast Water

Last day of our trip before heading home and the weather was stunning. We headed down to Aira Force near to Ullswater and parked up at the top car park rather than the main one down by Ullswater. 

We walked down through the meadows to smaller Aira  Beck waterfalls which are a series of small falls and plunge pools. There are paths which lead down either side of the water to High Force and Aira Force itself.

Izzy enjoying a cool off.

The wooden bridge above High Force

High Force from above.

Soggy Dog!

We headed all the way to the bottom of the falls and back up the paths on the other side of the falls. There are some steep climbs and steps but well worth the effort. The dogs loved it.

View to Ullswater.

After lunch we headed off round Ullswater , stopping at a little village shop and tearoom for a slice of cake and then on down the dead end road which runs along the side of Wast Water. Wast Water was the home of the last Golden Eagle in England who sadly hasn't been seen for a few years and is now presumed dead.It is also England's deepest lake.

View to Wasdale Head from the end of the lake.

                                               Illgill Head

Wast Water

Friday, 12 October 2018

Grizedale Forest and Lake Coniston

Instead of parking in the main Grizedale car park, we headed to Bogle Crag which is around three quarters of a mile further south. We headed upwards through the forest and spotted a few of the sculptures of which there are over 40. We walked all the way to the top until we popped out almost above the tree line and sat a while to enjoy the views. All in all a lovely walk and we didn't see a soul until nearly back to our start point.

View from the top.

Our poor attempt at a selfie!

For lunch we stopped at a pub in Coniston village itself - The Black Bull Inn.
It served a pretty good lunch. We sat outside but I think it is dog friendly. On the website it says dogs are allowed in the accomodation so it is likely that they are allowed inside the pub too.

After lunch we took a leisurely drive around the lake with stops for a cuppa and paddle.
The eastern shore was a particularly nice route along a small winding lane which follows the lake shore passing Brantwood, the home and gardens of John Ruskin.

Friday, 28 September 2018

Crummock Water

We stopped off at Crummock Water away from all the crowds at nearby Buttermere. There was no one else about except for the nosy Herdwick sheep who watched us from a distance.
As we sat watching the Geese and a pair of Oystercatchers on the little island in front of us  a cyclist pulled up further along the lake and just jumped in and swam. True wild swimming!