Sep 15, 2011

Day 6 to Patterdale (4th day hiking - 12.5K)

We started the morning with a quick trip to town for Jane to stock up on cash and a new pair of sunglasses, having lost the last pair somewhere in the BOGS! Thank goodness there was actually a town, sort of our first town! Village, perhaps. It was a lovely day. Sunny! A wonderful walk beside Tongue Gill (stream) to the top of Grisdale Hause (pass) to Grisdale tarn (lake). The route today was strictly an up and down into the village of Patterdale. Villages are charming, most of the homes built of stones. The lake country is very beautiful, tiny green valleys surrounded by rugged rocky treeless hills. Sheep are everywhere. Amazing stone fences climbing the sides of the hills right up to the peaks. Anita says it reminds her of the highlands of Scotland. We see lots of hikers, some coast to coasters. We left the Australians behind in Grasmere, as they built in rest days. WHO KNEW! There are lots of Brits who travel here just a few days of hiking. We have continued to cross endless streams and have properly opened and closed countless gates, each with a unique latch system, sometimes latched on the right, sometimes latched on the left, and often where you would like to stand to operate the latch, is underwater. Yesterday, Jane was saying to Anita that this route through the Lake district feels as if it has as many hazards as the West Coast trail - only less walking over fallen trees.Note to Heather, lots of exposure - all different sorts! Hope all is well at home. We are sitting in the Red Lion Inn, using the free wireless, drinking beer, and yes Erin, each one tastes fabulous! Our B&B, Noran Bank Farm, is just out of town. We have room to ourselves with 3 double bunk beds to choose from, a shared bath and kitchen where we will cook our own breakfast.Tomorrow, we must make miles, will write if we can! We will reach the highest point on the walk.P.S. Thanks for all the comments and thanks to Jill for building this blog for us!

5 comments:

  1. do you order the extra large stein of the darkest ale they have? are they in the habit of dumping a shot o'whiskey in their beers? cuz that wouldn't count as two... ;)

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  2. Sounds like it was the best day of walking so far.

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  3. Hope you're taking pics - would love to see one of your two, feet up, enjoying village pub life after a gruelling day of walking.....

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  4. Just wondering/ thinking why there's two/ more than 1 "voice" in this post.. I also thought the gill/stream, tarn/lake bit was funny so I'm mocking it. xxx

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  5. Nay, Jilly, that's doing that right! Jane and mum, hope the winds are to your arse/back and there's not much but a few bjerg/hills and a few bekkr/streams with decent briggja/bridges - none of these fors/waterfalls you've had to cross. Stay clear of the kjarr/marshy woodlands and hope your hosts offer you bait/food at day's end. (thanks to a site on Yorkshire Dialect Words of Old Norse Origin, I think I have the hang of it).xoxo

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