Day 3 to Ennerdale Bridge (1st day hiking - 22.5 K)

Headed out to start the walk after breakfast of scrambled eggs. Headed straight to the water, via the local store, and Anita dipped her toe in the sea. Jane was busy picking up a stone to carry. It was very windy - due to the remnants of Hurricane Katia. The wind blew all day. The kind of wind that makes people go crazy. We headed up St. Bees Head (cliff) and because of the wind we took the path inside of the fence (keeps the sheep away from the cliff edge). We walked along the cliffs for about 3 kms while the wind threw sea spray up in our faces and then turned cross country, meandering up farm lanes, through barn yards and kissing gates, and made our way through three villages. We passed up the shops (i.e. tea shop) in Moor Row for the promise of the Fannin Family Store in Cleator. The store was a bit of a disappointment at first, as we both could barely get into the store. We signed the walkers log book and then tried to find a sit down place somewhere else in town but ended up back at the Fannin Family Store for warm cornish pasites which we ate walking up Dent Fell (hill - big HILL). Lovely dark fir forest at the top and our first bog (between the "false" top and true top). We made our way down a very steep east side of the hill into Nannycatch Gate and then to Low Cock How farm for the night. Very comfortable, we are giving it a 3.5 out of 5. It is an original 16th century stone farm house. We actually slept in the original barn in a long narrow room room with tiny narrow windows that were once air vents for cattle. Our friendly hostess, Dorothy, served a hearty dinner (pre-ordered). We learned that Low Cock How means Below Wild Bird Hill in Cumbrian.